Prison of paradise, book 4 in Wingless series

Cemetary

Sometimes in the best of sleeps, you have dreams, dreams that stump you.

I was in a long sheer flowing gown, yellow as a flower. The dress' fabric blowing in the breeze as I walked down a worn grassy trail in what seemed like an old cemetery.

The ocean I could tell was below from the faint sound of waves hitting, everything was a soft hum. The sun off in the distance a dull orange ball that illuminated on my skin and the trees, the tombstones staying faded and gray.

I walked slowly not sure where I was even going, the grass brushing against my skin like long thin hairs tickling my feet.

As I made my way down the dirt path, a scream rang out echoing into the calm stillness. I turned to be nose to nose with Vanessa. Her face still as I remembered her eyes dark with a big gash on her head. Blood trickled down her face, and she did not seem to care. She kept her eyes on mine.

"It's about time." She said.

"I don't understand." I said repeatedly her eyes so upset and almost cold.

"I had more faith in you. It's about time." She said again and then the dream moved on, my body panicked as I continued through the cemetery. I passed Vanessa's tombstone, a simple tombstone with her name and date of birth on it. I dropped to my knees in the soft grass, reaching my hand out to touch it but the rock crumbled into thousands of pebbles that vanished.

"I'm sorry." I called out as a hand fell onto my shoulder, providing a constant tapping. Turning around in my yellow gown it was Marcus, he was dressed in his burial clothes, hands in his pocket a fake smile upon his face. He would not look at me; no matter how hard I tried, I could not be close to him.

"Marcus I haven't seen you!" I yelled feeling as if it was my only hope to speak to him.

"I'm lost, out of my mind." He mumbled looking around for something, I was not sure what.

"Marcus what do you mean?" I asked as his tombstone popped up in front of me, I instantly tripped cracking my knee open on it, blood gushing and seeping through my beautiful gown.

The weather picking up and debris flying everywhere as if I were near a tornado; my hair swayed all over as I fell on the grass trying to keep from flying away.

A baby cried out sending me into a crying fit, it was Oliver.

I looked up seeing Oliver in Marcus' arms, Vanessa behind the two of them blood flowing out of every part of her, she let out loud screams that shattered my ears. I clutched my hands to my head as Vanessa screamed some more. Marcus smiled bouncing Oliver to keep him calm.

"I can't believe you took this long." Vanessa called out again. I backed up blindly running into a hard body, turning as I was snatched by my hair. It was Gus, this caused me to awaken; I came to screaming at the top of my lungs. Kenny shot up like a bat out of hell knocking the lamp over trying to turn on the light.

"Are you alright?!" He yelled.

I sat up out of breath my body shaking; it was hard to remove all of the images out of my head even awake.

"I need air." I said running out of the room.

"Eve!" Kenny yelled as I ran down the stairs and out the front door, skidding to a halt right into Vincent's chest. I fell back but not hitting the ground his hand grabbing my arm to keep me from falling.