Chapter 8

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Hannah took in every detail of her surroundings. The glittering brilliance of the glass-littered floor. Her parent's metal bat laying, abandoned, on the other side of the room. The shattered remains of the lamp, left on the ground below her. The vivid intenseness of the emerald green bedspread and curtains. As Hannah's oxygen supply dwindled, her eyes fell upon the framed picture over her desk. The ancient tree roots spread out across the mossy earth. The multicolored bark, peeling slowly off of the elegant, smooth trunk. The vibrant green tones in the picture. Hannah kept staring at the picture, even when her lungs were burning beyond pain.

Help me...

Asthe darkness dancing at the edges of her vision finally started closing on her,the framed picture gleamed in a sudden rush of color. It filled the dim bedroomwith earthy colors that spun and swayed in an invisible breeze. Fresh airtasting of pine needles and summer forced itself in a rush down Hannah's blue,parted lips, filling her starved lungs and feeding her deprived cells. AsHannah breathed in a deep, startled breath, her vision and strength returned.The Nevergreen holding her in the headlock loosened it's grip, and as Hannahbroke free and spun around, revitalized and ready to fight again, she frozewith utter shock.

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