Changed Time

Chapter Six

I entered the warehouse and looked around

It looked exactly the same it did before.

I walked down the hall, tracing Jamie's footsteps. She ran down this exact hallway, and she turned this corner and-

The murderers hadn't even cleaned up the blood. There was no body, but the blood was still there, splattered among the walls like artwork.

If only she'd listened to me. If only she could've heard me, she'd be alive right now.

I suddenly heard a scream, it came from behind me.

Is somebody else being murdered here? Is that why I'm here again? I didn't get any names, though.

I rushed back the way I came in, I ended up in a lobby of some sort. It wasn't the entrance I remember.

A girl stood in the center of the lobby, her back to me.

She wore a black and gray striped long sleeve shirt and black jeans. Her dark brown hair reached the middle of her back.

"Hello?" I called out to her.

To my surprise, she turned around, faced me.

Her face was as surprised as mine felt. "You can see me?" She asked, her voice was soft. "Can you hear me?"

I nodded. "How can you see me?" I asked. "How can you hear me?" I rushed up to her and took her by the shoulders.

She gasped. "You can feel me, can't you?" Her gray eyes widened.

I stumbled backward in shock. "Who are you?" I asked.

"Who am I? Who are you?" The girl's breathing started to pick up.

"Drew. Who are you? How can you feel me?" My surroundings started to blue around the corners. "No! I'm waking up." I looked at her. "Who are you?"

"Paige!" She screamed just as blackness engulfed both her and I.

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I shot awake and struggled to catch my breath.

"Woah, woah." Wyatt swerved the car a little, before regaining control. "You alright, Drew?" He asked, sending me a quick worried expression.

"Pull over." Jessie said, reading my eyes. "Pull over, now!"

Wyatt slowly pulled over and the car stopped. I got out and started pacing back and forth, I was hyperventilating.

Wyatt got out and walked over to my side. "Drew, breathe." He said softly.

"What happened? Did you get another vision? Did it have anything to do with Jamie?" Sophie had gotten out of the car along with Jessie and Zach.

"I don't know what it was. I was back at the warehouse, it was after the murder...there was a girl there..." I shook my head. "She could feel me, and hear me and see me." I looked at Wyatt. "I think she's like me. She was wondering how I could feel, see and hear her." I started pacing again. "How is this possible?" I asked, partly thinking aloud. "Why am I not getting the full story now, and how am I now seeing other s like me?"

Sophie jumped in front of me and grabbed my shoulders, stopping me. "Drew, stop! You have to calm down and breathe for a second." Her voice was urgent, yet soft.

I stared into her deep blue eyes, but I couldn't slow my breathing.

"I think he 's having a panic attack," Zach said, worry in his voice. "He used to get them after his parents died, and when the visions first started." He explained to Sophie.