Elyza

Twenty one.

"People told me you weren't good for me. People told me you were the worst of the worst but I didn't listen, I thought I could change you, I thought I could affect you the way you affected me. But then I realised, you don't care. About anything or anyone, not even me. That's what hurts the most"

~*~

I was in the institute.

On the opposite side of it, near the great hall. It was almost like things were happening in fragments, pieces of the jigsaw moving and changing, I could barely feel myself walk yet it felt so unbelievably real.

I walked steadily along the halls, feeling my stomach turn as the hallways tilted in different directions, causing me to lose balance and fall. It was a dream, I told myself. I'll wake up and be fine again.

"Someone help me!"

That voice was so familiar. So familiar that a face lit up in my head.

"Raven?" I called into the darkness.

Despite the turning of the halls I ran, as quickly as I could until the sound of her screaming became as clear as day. I stumbled to push the great door open, I heard the last remaining muffled scream until the room became silent, so silent like Raven had stopped screaming.

"Raven?" I whispered. The room was dimly lit by the moonlight, but the further in I walked, the more I couldn't see. The sound of my feet echoed and hit my ears hard, it was like a horror film, I was just waiting for someone to run out and stab me.

Bam

I hit into something, not too hard but not too soft either, it was like it was floating in mid air but I doubted it. The moonlight hit the room just at the right angle, with just enough light to see what I bumped into. But the thing was it wasn't a what, it was a who.

My bones stiffened. My muscles tensed. My body shook and my knees buckled, my heart raced, my head spun, I rubbed my eyes to force myself not to throw up. A rope burned Raven's neck, scratching it and causing it to turn a blood red; it's tight grip made me uncomfortable to the point I could barely look at it, two copper wires wrapped around her wrist, cutting slits into her skin, oozing out blood and cutting deeper and deeper as if they were tightening themselves.

Not only that but her cold, dead eyes pierced my very soul. Corrupted my breathing and caused me to choke, her face pale and lifeless, her body unmoving; only but the small swing of her body from the rope and squeak of the metal on the ceiling of which she was hung.

Squeak. Squeak. Squeak.

On and on, the squeaking soundings, echoing through the deserted halls.

Looking away was impossible, the more I looked the more this picture in front of me distorted. I swear I saw her eyes lift, I swear I saw her lips part into a grin; I swear I heard her speak.

"You're next my little Elyza"

~*~

I jumped out of bed. I felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest, my eyes were hot and tear filled, my body shook violently. I got up with such force that I knocked Noah's arm right off and he woke up startled also.

His brown eyes darted across my face and across the room in search of any signs of danger, when he found non his eyebrows creased and his hand found a way to my inner thigh. "What's the matter? What's wrong?"

My breathing was sparse and one awful thought filled every corner of my mind "Remember when I told you that I used to be able to see events before they happen?"