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Chapter Eighteen : I'm A Mess

My eyesight instantly becomes spotty, the little vision I do have is blurry. The sounds around me quickly become muffled. The air smells strongly of gunpowder and smoke. Whatever happened mustn't have been good. But I know what I heard, a gunshot.

"Brinley!" a voice I recognize to be Nora's, frantically calls for me.

I try to yell back to her but it is as if my vocal cords are glued shut. I try to move but my entire body won't budge as if I'm paralyzed. I attempt to look around with the little sight I do have, but it's no use. I'm helpless.

What I do know is Elliot is gone. He vanished as soon as the gunshot sounded. Leaving me to be the dead meat.

"Oh shit. Shit!" Nora says distraught as I feel her warm hand grab my forearm, "Oh my God, this is all my fault."

I can tell that by her shaky voice she must be shedding a few tears. But I'm still confused, what has happened to me? And what about everyone else?

"Guys!" Nora shouts, "I found her, help me get her to the car!"

"Nora," I croak, barely seeing a silhouette of her face in front of me, "What's happening?"

Running footsteps sound from the opposite side of the room. It must be the rest of the girls.

"What are we going to do?" Jill asks frantically, but in a hushed voice, "It's not like any of us are healers. We can't heal her on the spot."

"We need to get her back to headquarters," Nora says firmly.

"Well I can put her into a trance until we get there. Afterall I do think none of us want to hear her complaining in pain all the way back home. It is a two hour ride afterall!" Jenna exclaims.

I wish I were awake. I would give her a big old piece of my mind! It's not like she's looking out for me, she's just looking out for herself. How selfish.

"And how are you going to do that?" Jill asks irritably.

"Well my puissance is dream leaping afterall, and along with that comes with the ability to put others into a dream like state once they are weak or tired enough," Jenna explains herself.

"But isn't that River's puissance? To put others into deep sleep instantly?" Jill throws back. I can sense that she desperately wants to get me out of here.

"Does it matter? Just do it so we can leave!" Nora proclaims.

I can now feel Jenna hovering over my head.

"This won't hurt one bit Brinley. Before you know it we'll be back home. Just think happy thoughts." Jenna says sincerely placing her cold hand on top of my forehead.

Home? Happy thoughts?

Suddenly a abundant and efficient amount of energy bolts through me like a strike of lightning. A quick flash of light glows before my eyes, and then leading everything to turn pitch black. My body loosening, thoughts diminishing, as I let it all go.
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"Long time no see!" Bleddyn shouts cheerfully.

Oh no. Not Bleddyn again. I thought I had finally gotten him out of my dreams, after our last vistations with each other. THe conversation about who to trust, and that there is a traitor in the mixed. Yet I still can't seem to figure out who it is. Jenna? Grace? It could be anyone. I have so many questions for him, yet I don't want to deal with this right now.

"Been awhile since we've seen each other," Bleddyn says helping me to my feet. My vision perfectly normal once more. The two of us standing what seems to be in the middle of a forest somewhere. A place I don't recognize. A place I am certainly not familiar with.