The Secrets Beneath Our Feet

"If you don't try," Damon's gaze darkened, his features heightened by the shadowing of moonlight. "We will all surely perish."

I massaged my temples, trying to grasp his ultimatum. It was all too much, he must be a hallucination. I noticed his tall figure silently approaching. Adrenaline began to twitch through my muscles, and my mind screamed at me to run.

"Choose quickly Lorena," his voice lowering, "or we will both lose the lives we have grown to know."
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With a life of constant dissociation, Lorena Rose struggled to truly live. Her constant college routine had been the death of her, and her fellow classmates could not bear Lorena's ramblings. Her home consisted of a single parent, hand-me-down clothing, and a curly haired boy next door.
Growing up as the rebellious child, Lorena's dark curls and deep eyes saw past the superficial world she lived in. She couldn't belong, as she never had.

That is, however, until Damon Phobetor appeared in one of her nightmares, demanding she follow him.

What lay ahead of her was a world only she could see, and damn did it scare her.