Death's Assist

Chapter 7

The song is just for the fun of it!

Enjoy

-N.

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Amy sat up in bed with an audible gasp.

Her brow was dotted with sweat, and her breathing was ragged.

What...was that? Amy thought as she stared at the covers of her bed.

They were a mess. Which only meant she had been dreaming.

It wasn't a good one.

She looked to the clock on the night table to her right.

07:20

Her eyes widened.

Crap!

She flew out of bed and went to the door that connected her room to her bathroom.

But she stopped short of grasping the knob.

She felt...weird. Like she was floating.

She looked down and saw that she was firmly grounded. Her brows scrunched in confusion as she looked back.

"Oh..." Amy breathed as she looked at herself in bed.

For the love of God! She thought in frustration as she disappeared in a swirl of dark smoke.

She was now in the kitchen.

"Oh you've got to be kidding!" Amy cried as she ran upstairs, taking the second door to her left.

She marched over to her body and laid down, dissolving back into her physical self.

She rose this time and looked and patted the area behind her.

Satisfied, she went to her bathroom which was fairly sizeable.

She had a sink and counter that took up the wall to her immediate right. And there was also a window that adorned the above space. Only a small one doored cabinet interrupting the window's space.

On the counter were her toothbrush, hairbrush, comb, mouthwash and clips for her hair.

She had a tub and shower, and a toilet, with enough room for her to move about unhindered.

A single window allowed the sun's early light to filter in without the use of the bulb above her head.

She turned one of the shower knobs and sighed as hot water started to fall in the shower.

Amy walked up the steps of her school with a grim expression on her face.

Other students were milling about the front steps, going in and out of the front doors.

Some of them shot her weird looks as they passed her.

"Stupid... I can't believe..." Amy mumbled to herself as she trudged into the building.

She was in a foul mood with the stuff that had chosen to plague her this morning.

She went over to her locker.

"I mean, seriously?" She said as she took a book out of her bag and stuffed it into the locker. "This has gotta stop..."