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"...you can't. She isn't ready." "Jayson, I have to." "Michael, you might scare her, and then she won't cooperate. She'll run away. We can't take that risk." "Jayson we just have to, she can see you, who knows what she is all up to." "No. I'm going to check on her. Wait here."

My eyelids feel heavy. I try to open my eyes but I can't.
The fabric I touch with my hands feels soft and warm. I feel the scent of fresh flowers tickling in my nose and I feel the warm sunlight shine upon me.
Then I remember.
The car crash.
A black car racing towards me, crushing me.
A voice. That face...
Then it strikes me.
It's the guy of my dreams.
My eyes open and my body jerks up.

I'm in a room, sitting on a bed. It's a large room with nice light colours, a big bed and huge windows with a beautiful view.
I look across the room and that's when I see him standing in the doorway. He's looking at me with a concerned look. He doesn't say anything.
A hoodie, a black leather jacket, brown hair, brown eyes...
But there is something, something weird. This feeling I got, a strange feeling that says I should be careful, although every bone in my body wants to move over to him.

So many questions are racing through my head. "Why doesn't he say anything?"
If he doesn't, I will.
"Where am I?" is what I want to ask, but again, like in my dreams, the words won't come out of my mouth, only a weird sound which sounds like a strange cough.
He still doesn't say a word.
Just looking at me. I start to feel uncomfortable and I manage to get out "What happened?"
I see his eyes filling with fear, and he turns around and walks away.
"Hey! You can't just leave me here and don't say anything! What the hell happened? Hey, come back!"
I'm feeling so upset. "Why wouldn't he say anything? What was that strange look? Why would he be scared? I'm the one who got hit by a car and I'm the one who has no idea where she is.
So where the hell am I?"

Standing in the ShadowsWaar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu