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Vestige Novel Chapter 2 (Reworked and Edited): Rena’s POV

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Chapter Two: Rena’s POV

How could this have happened? I watched still as stone as Amos and Constantine reach out and catch Jamie before she hit the ground. She had fainted. Much worse than that, she knew about the Dark Ones now. A dangerous force in the world that Vanessa never wanted her to know the existence of. What was Jamie doing in the woods at this time of night? My mind whirled as I ran my hands through my long dark locks.

            I had met her a few times before when I went to visit my old friend, Vanessa. Jamie was Vanessa’s seventeen-year-old adoptive daughter. As hard as this was going to be for the both of them, and more so for Vanessa, Jamie knew about them now, and something had to be done about it.

Amos and Constantine looked up at me with the same matching expressions on their faces of concern and shock. Neither of them had ever seen a human be so bold as to attack a Dark One without fear. I had never known humans were strong enough to actually take one down without dying in the process.

Gazing down at her now, a silent sigh of disappointment slipped between my lips. Jamie was still out cold. Her dark golden hair and her life drained face was covered in beads of sweat, matting strands of hair to her forehead.

“Is she alright?” I finally asked them, not bothering to check myself. Their guesses were as good as my own.

They placed her down carefully on the ground and looked her over. Amos put two of his fingers to the main vein on the throat of her neck to check her pulse. “She is breathing; unconscious, yet breathing. She will live to see another day.” He examined, his Spaniard accent clear in his voice. He met my gaze with worrisome eyes. “What should we do now with the girl? She has seen too much for human eyes.”

I knew what he meant.

Constantine’s eyes rounded and bulged at the same time we heard his sharp intake of breath.

“What is it Constantine?” Amos and I asked in unisons, stepping closer to him.

“Her arm! Look at the girl’s arm! Tell me it isn’t what I think it is.”

At my son Constantine’s request, I walked over and bent down hovering over Jamie like Amos and Constantine were now doing. He pointed a shaking finger to the nape between her upper and lower right arm. “There,” he pointed.

We followed his gaze and direction with our eyes. Amos positioned his flashlight on the section of her arm, so we could see it better under the fluorescent light. When the light shone over the area, we saw what Constantine meant. In the nape between her upper and lower arm were three distinct needle marks. They were surrounded by bruises and her veins were a vibrant violet color at the moment in hand.

It was clearly obvious to Amos, Constantine, and I what the marks meant. We all stood back up.

“The girl has been marked. She probably fainted from the pain of the change,” Amos shook his head. “She’s so young. They always are.” His gaze fell on her. “The world will never be the same for her again.”

Constantine nodded in agreement. “Because she is going through the change that must be why she had the strength to take down that Dark One. Strange, but intriguing. However, even those going through the change shouldn’t be able to be as strong as she was.”

It made complete sense if one looked at it that way. Still a newly changed Immortali shouldn’t have the knowledge it would require to defeat a Dark One or kill it, let alone one who’s still going through the change.

Amos yawned. The dark lines under his eyes were evidence of his exhaustion. We had been tracking the Dark One for days and chasing him for hours. Ours wards were waiting for us to return home.

“What should we do with her now? We can’t just leave her here and have humans find her. We would be risking exposure.” Amos was right. We couldn’t just leave her here.

I thought it over briefly though I already knew the answer. I knew the answer the second I realized that the girl was Jamie. “We will take the girl to her adoptive parent’s house and see where to go from there. Her house isn’t far from here. A few miles at best.”

Confusion was written in the furrowing of their brows and the stillness of their movements.

“You know this girl and her adoptive parents?” Amos wondered.

I nodded my head in her direction. “Yes, I do. Her name is Kathleen James McKenna, though she prefers to be called Jamie. Her adoptive parents are Mark and Vanessa McKenna of Trenton, New Jersey. They adopted her two years ago.”

Understanding flashed over their features the moment I said Vanessa’s name because they knew Vanessa as well.

Amos kneeled down and slid his hands under Jamie, lifting her off the ground, and put her into his arms without waking her up. She was still out cold.

Constantine’s eyes flickered down to the unconscious Dark One and up to me. “What should we do with him then?”

This was a job they could do without me for tonight at least. My current job was to make sure Vanessa knew what happened to her daughter. This is going to break her heart, I think sadly, but it has to be done. I held out my arms extended. “Give her to me,” I told Amos. He placed her into my arms, and I held her tight against my chest, so she wouldn’t fall. “I’m taking her to Vanessa. I’ll call you when I’m going to return. You two can deal with the Dark One without me for tonight. This is much more important than him.”

Neither of them contested my words.

Amos put his hand on my shoulder gently. “Be careful and return back safely to me, Renata,” he whispered. He worried too much. He knew that I was more than capable of taking care of myself.

Without another word to them, I carried Jamie back to her car on the side of the road. I found it easily in the night, and I put her securely in the backseat. I shut the door silently without waking her. Looking around, I see no one in sight for miles. Thinking over what I should tell Vanessa, I got into the driver’s seat, shutting the door, and I turned the key in the ignition. As the car hummed to life, I drove off on a new mission. A mission that I didn’t want to do, but I knew I had no choice.

Vestige Novel (ReWorked and ReWritten): Chapter 1 Jamie’s POV

Chapter One: Jamie’s POV

    “Not again! I can’t be late again!” Pressing my foot further down on the gas pedal, I knew that I was going to get in trouble with Vanessa for being out passed my curfew for the third time this week.

     It had only been a week after my seventeenth birthday and already I had broken my promise to stay out of trouble and behave myself.

    She’ll have my head on a stick this time, I thought frantically.

    As I drove out my frustrations, I began to notice the headache forming like a storm could in my mind wasn’t helping much either; not that a headache ever helped anyone. The headaches have gotten worse in the passed four days since I first noticed them coming and going. I prayed that it would disappear by tomorrow’s soccer match because the team was depending on me to carry them to victory. What’s a team without its best goalie?

    With eyes still focused on the road ahead and hands still placed at ten and two on the steering wheel, I carefully maneuvered my cotton sweater off without so much as swerving on the road. I wiped at my forehead and removed the beads of sweat building before I glanced down at the heat settings and saw that it was off. I inhaled a small gust of air and had a hard time breathing without finding myself wheezing. I hoped that I wasn’t getting sick, that it was just allergies, because I would miss out on too many things if I was coming down with something.

    No other cars or people were around on this old dirt road as I powered through it. Hardly anyone took this route anymore because the highway was faster, and also due to the fact that this road was said to be dangerous because of all the accidents that occurred here when it was a busy road.

    The lonely dirt road sat beside a forest on both sides. A few houses popped up here and there; otherwise, it was abandoned. Rushing and driving fast was a given for me. I knew no police cars would be sitting in wait. They never patrol this road anymore.

    Coughing hard, I closed my eyes for a split second. When my eyes shot open, I was blinded by a big flash of fluorescent white light that shone through the forest off to my right. The car shook slightly beneath me; enough for me to notice that it wasn’t natural. Something was happening.

    Startled, I panicked and found the brakes with my foot and stomped on it, putting the car into a complete stop, while I shielded my eyes with my arm from the bright illuminating light. My head felt like it would explode with pain as it pulsated against my skull. Barely seeing around my arm, I saw the light slowly faded away through the overgrown trees after a few seconds.

    Removing my arm from my face, I looked at the area where the light was still fading back into the darkness of night. My eyes finally adjusted to the sudden shift in light and my ragged breathing made each wheeze hurt worse.

    “What the heck was that?” I asked myself, still in shock.

    When I finally calmed down to what I thought as reasonable, I put the car back into drive and pulled off to the side of the road and parked the car. The flash of light was completely gone when I got out of the car and shut the door. Looking around in the dark of night vigilantIy, I headed into the forest with quiet steps weary that I was alone. It was too silent for a location where many animals inhabited. The forest wasn’t just silent, but it was absolutely creepy. My heart pounded against my chest, telling me to get out of there. Something about the forest felt wrong, unnatural. The pit of my stomach twisted into knots and dropped into an abyss of uneasiness.

    After minutes of walking, I reached the exact point where the light had originated. I leaned against a tree trunk to steady myself as my body begun to sway and my mind swarmed, losing balance. Unsuccessfully, I tried to shake the headache and the vertigo away.

    The tournament must’ve taken a lot out of me.

    The silence in the forest stretched on with only the sounds of my labored breathing and heart pounding loudly in my chest present as I attempted to catch my breath.

    The sudden sounds of tree branches and twigs breaking or being moved made my head shot up alarmed. I listened closer to the noises in complete stillness. The noises were getting closer to where I stood shaking with fear. It sounded like the branches and twigs were being stepped on.

    Someone or something was running fast in my direction.

    “Hello? Is someone out there? Hello?” I yelled, trying to see if they were alright.

    No one answered back.

    The running kept aiming in the same direction. This time the sounds of whomever or whatever was coming became more persistent and grew louder.

    Another thought dropped into my mind. One thought I should’ve thought of sooner. What if they were the ones who caused the flash of light?

    A thought I should’ve had much sooner, because now it was too late to run. I could hear them too close now. I wouldn’t, couldn’t, let my fear be the death of me. My instincts and teachings consumed the fear building inside of me like a typhoon as I prepared in case the person or animal was going to attack me. Everything about its approach felt wrong. Digging my feet into the ground, leveling my arms, calming my nerves with shaky breaths, and suppressing my aches, I positioned my body into a defensive stance as I had done many times before during tournaments. I worked myself up for an encounter by praying “you can do this, you can do this” repeatedly in my head. Even though I felt like crap, my every nerve was on end prepared to fight just in case.

    Once again my eyes swept over the direction where branches and bushes were beginning to tremble. I could see small pebbles and rocks and little sticks quaking on the grass and in the dirt because of some force. Squinting, trying to narrow my sight in the darkness, I saw the distinct silhouette of a man in dark clothing running towards me. A short distance behind him, three figures with flashlights were pursuing him.

    As he got closer to me, one of the figures chasing him, a woman, shouted out to me catching my attention for a split second. “Run away from him, girl! Don’t let him touch you! Run now!” She yelled breathlessly.

    I couldn’t make out her face though I heard the panic and anger ringing clear as day in her voice. She was right to say it. I should’ve listened but I was too stubborn and it was too late. Running wasn’t an option now. The unsettling feeling deep inside of my soul said that this man they were pursuing was a very bad guy. Shaking my headache away as best as I could, I got back into a defensive battle stance.

    He came into complete view and I watched horrified as he growled at me, gritting his teeth like a feral animal. The inhuman growl that yelped from him threw me off guard, yet not scaring me enough to get me out of my stance. I didn’t move an inch. I was too afraid to. He came charging at me at full speed with his arms outstretched and tackled me to the ground before I could make a move to defend myself. His attack blew the wind right out of my body.

    He was so fast that I barely saw his attack.

A few labored breaths later, I gazed him dead in the eyes. An unusual feature of his stood out immediately. Strange dark red rings around the irises of his clearly amber eyes caught my curiosity. It was weirder than his pale skin, drained of most color.

    Another menacing growl, in my face this time, rippled through his mouth as he struggled with me and he attempted to stand back up. He was stupid to think that I would just give up and surrender. I used all the body strength that I could muster to wrap my legs around his and disabled him from getting to his feet. Doing that only frustrated him more.

    The dark rings around his eyes grew larger and slowly overtook the amber parts remaining, consuming them completely. My mouth dropped open. No way was is that possible! It can’t be real! Human eyes could never do that. It just wasn’t physically possible.

    Laying my rounded eyes on him, reality cracked inside of me at the reality of the existence of other worldly creatures. I was still in shock, yet I knew that my eyes weren’t deceiving me. This was really happening. He was real.

    The three figures that were previously chasing him halted to a stop nearby. I glanced at them briefly, but not long enough to see them and who they were. He caught me off guard in that split second and took advantage of it. Before I could turn back to him, he had already unwrapped my legs and hold on him. I turned back around in time to see him hiss inches from my face like a snake ready to strike.

    Trembling, I shut my eyes tight over my eyelids and waited for the death I knew was coming for me.

    With little effort, he got a good grip on my arm with his hand and flung me in the air. The impact of colliding with a tree trunk ended my flight. The fall and plop on the hard ground of dewy grass was agonizing. It was hard enough that I felt beaten and bruised on impact. Ten times worse than the sickness I already felt beginning to brew inside of me. My glassy eyes of tears blinded my sight. I blinked my eyelids rapidly in order to see through the haze of tears.

    Only a few seconds since I was immobilized had passed, still I had missed a lot. The man was standing up facing the three individuals with flashlights in a feral crouch. Watching the man with an intense unblinking stare, I stood back up, leaning against a tree for support, and shook my head. I set my view on the scene playing out before me when the dizziness begun to fade.

    He was too focused on the others to pay much attention to me at this moment It’s now or never, I thought to myself as I worked up the confidence to outweigh the warring terror in my body. Releasing my jagged breath, I slowly drifted away from the tree and over toward him without making any sounds. In close proximity to him, I started running at him now with my arms outstretched. Clashing with him, I used the full force of my body to take him down. It was like hitting an immoveable object ,but somehow I managed to get him off his feet.

    We fell onto the ground hard with a loud plap. My attack had caught him completely off guard. He immediately tried to untangle me with his hands. Unlike before, it wasn’t going to be so easy with me focused. Whether he was a delusion or real didn’t matter to me in this moment. I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist and maneuvered my right arm around his right arm and neck, then I squeezed hard. I couldn’t let him get away from here and hurt anyone else.

    I squeezed and squeezed until my entire body was engulfed in a burning pain. His groans made my skin crawl. He wiggled around trying to break free of the sleeper hold I had him trapped in. His teeth chomped were mere inches from my face, with only my arm keeping him from turning in my direction and biting me.

    After a few minutes of struggling, his body finally became completely lax as he drifted into unconsciousness. Exhausted as he entered submission, my heart rate slowed and sweat clung onto my forehead. I released my hold and dropped him to the ground. Staring down at him, I  stood up brushing dirt and leaves off my clothes and out of my now tangled dark golden blonde hair. The brain splitting headache and dizziness rushed back into me. It was a thousand times worse than before.

    Now the pain was almost intolerable.

    The three formerly pursuing the man stared at me with their eyes practically bulged out from their sockets. Then they dropped their gazes down to the unconscious man–well I wasn’t sure what he was, but I knew he most certainly wasn’t human.

    The wheezing cut at my throat, making it harder for me to breathe right. A searing pain slithered up my spine and spread throughout the rest of my body. My bones and joints kept cracking like they were going to shatter to bits. They were much worse than growing pains. An agony close to how death would feel, I imagined.

    The woman stepped forward, so I looked her over closely through burning blurry eyes. Her face was familiar to me. That long curly black hair, those yellowish-green eyes, and her beige skin set tiny alarms off in my mind. I stood as still as stone, taken aback a moment. She was too familiar and I knew exactly who she was. I had seen her many times before with Vanessa. What is she doing out here at this time of night chasing that awful creature?

    “Rena? Is that you?” My voice sounded hoarse as I called out to her.

    She didn’t reply back to me. All she did was watch me. Her lips parted, yet nothing slipped from in between.

    Just as I got ready to ask her again ,I broke out into a harsh coughing fit.

    She took a slow step forward, moving out of her stone state. Recognition flying through her.

    “Kathleen? Kathleen McKenna? What are you-” She started.

    Her voice cut out and disappeared into the wind as the dizziness finally won and I fainted, barely seeing the other two with flashlights running to catch me as I slipped into unconsciousness.

Vestige: Chapter 1

I’ve been debating whether or not I want to fix up this novel I wrote this summer. I’m not sure whether or not it’s worth it. Maybe you guys could give me some insight. This is the first chapter of the young adult novel and the premise. Do you think it should be polished or is this just a story I should keep as a memory, a journey.

Premise:

A paranormal fiction set in the modern world but engulfed in a secret world of immortals where a war between the Immortalis and Dark Ones have been going on for thousands of years.

Caught in the middle of this war is seventeen-year-old newcomer Jamie who has just been changed into an Immortali and blood-bound by an unknown Immortali. As she joins her new coven and adjusts to this new world hers alters once more. Dark Ones want Jamie dead, she is discovering that she has other abilities that no one else has, and the search for who creator leads her to an unsuspected person.

An anomaly in a supernatural world Jamie finds that she is more than what she seems. As mysteries are revealed, danger heightens, evil gets closer, and betrayal changes her view of her coven, this may lead to her unraveling or her empowering.

 

Chapter One: Jamie’s POV

Not Again! I can’t be late again!

Driving home late again after another competition, I tried to make it home hopelessly before my curfew knowing that I was going to get in trouble with Vanessa for being out passed my curfew for the third time this week. It had only been a week after my seventeenth birthday and already I had broken my promise to stay out of trouble and behave myself.

She’ll have my head on a stick this time, I thought frantically.

As I drove out my frustrations I began to notice the headache forming wasn’t helping either. Not that a headache ever helped anyone. The headache seemed to have gotten worse in the past four days. I prayed that it would disappear by tomorrow’s soccer match because the team was depending on me to carry them to victory. What’s a team without its best goalie?

With eyes still focused on the road ahead and hands still placed at ten and two on the steering wheel I carefully maneuvered my cotton sweater off without so much as swerving on the road. It was getting increasingly hot in the car despite the fact that not once did I turn on the heat. Add to the fact that I was having a hard time breathing without wheezing. I hoped that I wasn’t getting sick, that it was just allergies, because I would miss out on too many things if I was coming down with something.

The road was deserted except for me and my Audi. No other cars or people were around on this old dirt road. Hardly anyone took this route because the highway was faster and also due to the reason that this road was said to be dangerous because of all the accidents that occurred here when it was a busy road.

The lonely dirt road sat beside a forest on both sides. Rushing and driving fast was a given for me. Besides I knew no police cars would be sitting in wait. They never patrol this road anymore.

I coughed hard and closed my eyes for a split second. When my eyes fluttered open I was caught off guard and blinded as a big boom of florescent light shined in the forest to my right. The car shook slightly though not overwhelmingly so but enough for me to notice that it wasn’t natural. Something was happening.

Startled and starting to panic I found the brakes with my foot and stomped on it, putting the car into a complete stop, while shielding my eyes with my arm from the bright illuminating light. My head felt like it would explode with pain, pulsating. Barely seeing around my arm the booming light slowly faded away after a few seconds.

Removing my arm from my face I looked at the area where the light was still fading back into the darkness of night. My eyes finally adjusted to the sudden change in light and my raged breathing made each wheeze hurt more and more.

“What the heck was that?” I asked talking to myself.

When I finally calmed down to what I thought as reasonable I put the car back into drive and pulled off to the side of the road, parking the car. The flash of light was completely gone when I got out of the car and shut the door. Looking around in the dark of night I headed into the forest which made me feel uneasy. It was too silent for a place where many animals inhabited. Not just silent but absolutely creepy. My heart raced more with each step I took. Something about the forest felt wrong. It felt unnatural. Like the feeling you get when you know in the pit of your stomach that something bad is going to happen and you just don’t know what exactly it is or how it will happen but you expect it.

After minutes of walking I reached the exact point where the boom of light originated and once lit the forest up. Suddenly I felt dizzy and exhausted. My body started to sway as I began to lose control over my balance so I leaned against a tree to steady myself. Unsuccessfully I was trying to get rid of my headache and the vertigo that was forming. The competition must’ve taken a lot out of me.

The silence in the forest stretched on with only the sounds of my labored breathing and heart pounding loudly in my chest present. Then out of nowhere I heard the sounds of tree branches and twigs breaking or being moved. By what? Wondering suspiciously I listened closer to the noises and realized the noises were getting closer to my location. It sounded like the branches and twigs were being stepped on.

Someone or something was running fast in my direction.

“Hello? Is someone out there? Hello?” I yelled, trying to see if they were alright.

No one answered back.

The running kept aiming in the same direction. This time the sounds of whomever or whatever was running became more persistent. Finally I came to the conclusion that if it didn’t answer something must be wrong. Then another thought drifted through my mind. One I should have thought of sooner. What if they were the ones who caused the booming light?

I should have run away or screamed for help but never in my life had I cowered out or away from a problem. The bad feeling within me told me not to leave myself in a vulnerable state. My instincts took over as I prepared in case the person or animal was going to attack me. Everything about its approach felt wrong. Digging my feet into the ground, leveling my arms, calming my nerves, and suppressing my aches, I positioned my body into a defensive stance. I worked myself up for an encounter by praying “you can do this, you can do this” repeatedly in my head. Even though I felt like crap every nerve was on end prepared to fight just in case.

Once again my eyes swept over the direction where branches and bushes were beginning to shake. Squinting, trying to focus my sight in the darkness, I saw the distinct silhouette of a man in dark clothing running towards me. A short distance behind him three figures with flashlights were chasing after him.

As he got closer to me one of the figures chasing him, a woman, shouted out to me catching my attention for a split second. “Run away from him, girl! Do not let him come in contact with you! Run now!” She yelled, out of breath.

I couldn’t make out her face though I heard the panic and anger ringing clear as day in her voice. She was right to say it. I should have listened but I was too stubborn. Running was not how I taught myself to react to these types of confrontational situations. Something inside of me compelled me, telling me that the man running wasn’t even close to a good guy. The unsettling feeling deep in my soul said that he was a very bad guy. Shaking my headache away I got back into a defensive battle stance.

When he came into complete view I watched horrified as he growled at me, gritting his teeth. The inhuman growl that yelped from him threw me off guard but not enough to get me out of the battle stance. He was too much of a threat now, I decided, and he’s in reaching distance. When I didn’t move an inch he came charging at me at full speed and tackled me to the ground before I could make a move, knocking the wind right out of my body.

He was so fast that I barely saw him attack. After a few labored breaths I caught my breath and looked him dead in the eyes. An unusual feature of his stood out. There was something odd about his clearly amber eyes. They held a strange dark red ring around the amber irises. It was stranger than his pale flesh.

He growled menacingly again, in my face this time, as he struggled with me trying to stand back up. He was stupid to think that I would just give up and surrender. Using all of my strength I wrapped my legs around his and disabled him from standing up which made him even madder than before. The dark rings around his eyes grew more intensely and slowly overtook the amber parts consuming them. I gasped knowing that no way was it possible that this man I was fighting with was human. Human eyes could never do that. It just wasn’t physically possible.

The three figures that were previously chasing him halted to a stop nearby not sure what they should do. I looked at them briefly but not long enough to see them and who they were. He caught me off guard for that split second and took advantage of it. Before I could look back at him, he had already unwrapped my legs and hold on him. I turned back around in time to see him hiss inches from my face. Then he did something I didn’t believe humans could do either.

He got a good grip on my arm with his hand and flung me in the air and into a tree trunk. Not extremely hard like I’m sure he wanted to. It was hard enough that I felt beaten and bruised on impact. Ten times worse than the sickness I already felt beginning inside of me. My eyes watered. I blinked my eyelids over and over again in order to see clearly.

It had been only a few seconds since I was immobilized still I had missed a lot. The man was standing up facing the three figures with flashlights in a feral crouch. Watching the man I stood back up, leaning against a tree, and shook my head. When the dizziness faded again I set my view on the scene playing out before me once more. He was too focused on the others to pay much attention to me. It’s now or never, I thought to myself as I worked up the confidence to carry out my plan of revenge. Slowly I drifted away from the tree and over to him without making any sounds. Running at him now I used the full force of my body and tackled him while he was off guard. It was like hitting an immoveable object but somehow I managed.

We fell to the ground hard. He immediately tried to untangle me but this time it wasn’t going to be so easy with me focused. It was payback time. He deserved this after what he had done. I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist and maneuvered my right arm around his right arm and neck then squeezed hard. Squeezing and squeezing until my entire body was engulfed in a burning pain. He groaned and wiggled around trying to break free from the sleeper hold I had him trapped in. His teeth were mere inches from my face.

After a few minutes of struggling his body went completely lax as he drifted into unconsciousness. He entered submission and my heart rate slowed and sweat clung to my forehead. The fight exhausted me beyond the sickness and pain I previously felt. I didn’t care whether I had hurt him or not as I released my hold on him and dropped him to the ground and stood up brushing dirt and leaves off my clothes and out of my hair. My headache returned and I felt suddenly really dizzy. It was a thousand times worse than before. Now it was unbearable.

The woman who had yelled to me before and the other two figures with flashlights stared awestricken at me and dropped their gazes down at the unconscious man. Well I wasn’t sure what he was but I knew he wasn’t human. That much I knew. All of their eyes practically bulged out from their sockets.

The wheezing grew making it harder for me to breathe right. Everything hurt and ached. A searing pain slithered up my spine and spread throughout the rest of my body. My bones and joints kept cracking feeling like they were shattering to bits. Much worse than growing pains. More like what some would imagine death to feel like.

The woman stepped forward and I looked her over closely through burning blurry eyes. She was familiar to me. Her long curly black hair, yellowish-green eyes, and beige skin. The woman was too familiar and I knew exactly who she was. For I had seen her many times before with Vanessa. What is she doing out here at this time of night chasing that awful creature? I wondered curiously.

“Rena? Is that you?” I asked. My voice was sounding hoarse.

Just as I got ready to ask her again I broke out into a harsh coughing fit.

The woman looked up at me wide-eyed when I said her name. She took a slow step forward. Recognition flying through her and she gasped. The horror and sadness out showing her shock. She recognized me too.

“Kathleen? Kathleen McKenna? What are you-” She started to say.

Her voice cut out and disappeared as the dizziness finally won and I fainted, barely seeing the other two figures with flashlights running at me to catch me as I slipped into unconsciousness.