12

seventeen

Olivia~Cancer

I miss when I didn't have to be terrified about going to sleep.

I entered my subconscious once again. To be honest, I was expecting for the Crystal Cavern to make it's comeback. But instead, I was pulled into a dream full of jarring images and flashes with overlapping conversations to garnish.

A white flash. I saw Spencer taking a stand against a mysterious figure in the shadows. My friend's fists were clenched around his sword, ready to swing at a moment's notice.

Another flash. A got a close-up of the figure's face. A tall blonde male, with sharp pale blue eyes and dark arched brows wearing a smirk.

"Ophiuchus. You're Ophiuchus?" Spencer asked.

The image shifted this time, bringing me to an enclosed area. Eleven hooded figures stood around a fire holding hands and chanting in a language I couldn't understand. It sounded more of a hodgepodge of languages and dialects as I caught a bit of Spanish, Chinese, Korean, French, and even a bit of Latin. The latter was curious, after all, Latin is a dead language. People don't speak it fluently anymore in the modern world.

"She speaks," one figure spoke.

I glanced around because I was pretty sure I haven't said anything.

"It's almost time. Our 12 will be complete,"the figure had a hint of pride and determination in their tone.

Another flash. I saw Spencer's house burning down. Flash. Djal unconscious in the streets. Flash. Chloe leading us towards to the first portal, bringing us to the Triplicity. Flash. Chase's smirk. Flash. Flash. Agnes folding her arms as she woke me up. Flash. Kaia's friendly face as she lead me through the Triplicity. Flash. Flash.

"Save him," a voice whispered.

"Save him? How?" There's no way that I can-"I started.

"Save him," the voice continued.

This continues. Flashes of my normal life, combined with images of my friends. Some were happy. Others were disturbing as their bloodied bodies laid in front of a dark throne. A top was a figure dressed in black with a crown made of bones on their head.

"Save him." Flash. Spencer, Djal, and I eating out together, like we used to. Flash. "Save him". My mom and Henry together sitting at our dining table. "Save him." Flash. Aimee ablaze,fury in her eyes as she faced off against...Spencer?

The next thing I heard was a ear-splitting scream.

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Thud.

I woke up on the dank stone floor of what appeared to be a prison cell. I was covered in scars, bumps and bruises. Even bits of red which I believed were dried blood. My head ached and my body felt sore all over. What had happened?

"Welp, that's the second time this week I fell off my bed. Wait, a prison cell?"

Barred doors, no windows beside a tiny one that let it a bit of light. Gray stone bricks and a damp smell? Yep, definitely prison.

I was fairly sure I did nothing wrong, but still, it psyched me out. And almost everyone would be.

"Pst, Olivia," Djal's voice came from the wall.

"Yes, wall?"

"Seriously? You know it's me."

"Am I not allowed to fun for a bit?" I countered.