Hawwah's New Florescence

Prologue

Hands covered in a thick, dark red liquid shivered. Hands unsteady and pale. The owner of the hands could only hear the sound of ringing, all their senses of smell, touch, and sight hadn't seemed to send a signal to their brain yet.

Finally the sound of labored breathing could be heard as a metallic smell reached the unknown individuals ears, "Hands in the air!" "Hands up miss!". The woman slowly put her hands up, she looked down to the floor to see blood splattered all over the room's hardwood flooring, trailing from the back of a man's head as he laid motionless on his back. Her breathing quickened, eye's widened, stomach churned; she was astonished. She immediately doubled over, vomiting whatever she had eaten earlier that same day. She tried to remember something--anything to help her understand why she was currently in this situation.

Suddenly she remembered, as if a bright light had been turn on after being in a dark room for so long--she felt a migraine coming on. She pressed her fingers to her temples, performing a circular rubbing motion to attempt and lower the intensity if the pain. The feeling of nausea returned to her as the light's of the room suddenly became unbearable. The image of a beautiful garden full of berry bushes and tree's carrying coconuts, mango's, bananas and so much more. The sun shined beautifully as bird's chirped and sang beautiful songs, it was absolutely mesmerizing yet she couldn't help but quickly shift to another thought. Where was this place she pictured so vividly? Where was this place? Why was she thinking of it?

Suddenly every thought disappeared, her feeling of confusion and fear melted away as one word came to mind. "Hawwah..." She whispered under her breath, she instantly felt a stinging pain in her throat. She placed a hand over her chest, the same word--no the same name continued to fill her mind, as if it was the key to everything. The missing link.