Skye's POV
The voices have been getting louder.
Although still muffled, I can decipher now what one is saying.
Just that one voice, the most distinct.
The one laced with sadness.
He says it over and over.
'Wake up.'
'Wake up.'
I cannot figure anything out.
Nothing fits.
I'm trying so hard to piece together even the feeblest of explanations.
Or answers.
But I feel as though I'm staring at a white blank page.
Am I not awake already?
I feel awake.
But not in the way one is supposed to.
Something's changed.
Something's different.
What is this state I'm in?
I cant tell if I'm alive, dead, lost. Or maybe just sleeping.
If I am merely sleeping, this is the strangest dream I've ever had.
If I am merely sleeping, why can't I wake up?
YOU ARE READING
I'm coming after you.
FanfictionOwl City's Adam Young starts to wake in cold sweat, every night, after having the same reoccurring nightmare. Then he receives an unexpected phone call. Confused and a little frightened he welcomes a beautiful stranger into his home. Could she be th...
