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lightening fly through my body. My head felt like it was going to explode. I reached up and squeezed the sides as the pressure mounted inside it. I wanted to scream but bit my lips in pain and agony as I fell to the ground on my knees.
    “Dev, what’s wrong!?” He was at my side in an instant.
    The pain stopped and I stared off as a vision crossed my mind; a memory from my past. I was in a chair, tied down, screaming as a man scraped a knife across my breasts. The vision ended and I flung back against a chair, grasping my chest.
    “Dev!?” Kale grabbed my shoulders and shook me.
    I started crying again...what the hell was that all about? “I think I need to go.”
    “No, please, you can’t go,” his voice was high pitched and panicky.
    “I think...I s-saw what happened to me before I died,” I swallowed the lump that was in my throat but it came right back up.
    “Oh God, Devalynn. What happened?”
    I shook my head, “I’d rather not say. Look, I need some space. I need to figure out what the hell is going on. I’ll be back in a little bit.” I ran past him and bolted out of the front door. I looked up for the portal and it opened, taking me with it and back to the In-Between that become my new home.
     

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    “Devalynn!? What is going on?” Kellin came up and wrapped his arms around me when I fell to my knees on the ground. I tried to cry. I wanted nothing more than to cry but the tears wouldn’t come out.
    “Oh, Kellin. I don’t know what to do.  I don’t know what I’ve done.” I hung my head down and rested it on his shoulder.
    “It can’t be that bad.”
    “It is. I didn’t reclaim him. I didn’t bring him back with me. I saw what happened around the time of my death. I got some of my memories back and holy shit, it was horrible. I was tortured.”
    “Damn it. This is why I prayed you would never get your memories back,” he sighed.
    “What do you mean?” There was a silence. “Did you know? All this time, did you know what happened to me?” I asked him, my anger boiling as I raised my voice and pushed him away.
    His face drained of color. “Dev, we all know what happened to you. We all saw it. The Creator, the Soul Collectors...everyone,” he whispered.
    “So what happened!? How did I die?” I yelled at him.
    He shook his head, “None of us are allowed to talk about it or tell you. You’d have to find out for yourself and the only way that’s going to happen is for you to get all your memories back; piece by piece. I told you over the next few months this would happen. Tomorrow you might not even remember you saw it.”
    “I’m going back down there. I need to talk to Kale.” I stood to my feet in one swift motion and ran through the portal, landing in front of Kales’ house.
    The door swung open. He rushed out to me, wrapping me in his arms. “Kale, we need to talk,” I cried into his shoulder.
    “Let’s go inside.” I nodded my head. He held the door open and let me go first.
    “What’s going on? You just left so quickly.”
    “I think I need to see that picture now,” I whispered.
    Sitting next to me, he pulled it out of his wallet again and slipped it in my hands. I closed my eyes, took a few deep breaths, and when I looked down and opened them, I was staring back at myself. Kale and I were sitting on the ledge of a mountain. I was wrapped in his arms with mine outstretched to take the picture. We were both smiling as our lips were touching the others. A single tear fell and slipped down my cheek.
    “I guess I do know you. I just can’t remember you.” I ran my fingers across the picture. “Do you know how I died?”
    “No. No one does. It was your birthday night. You had stayed late at work. I called to check on you and the last thing you told me was ‘I’ll see you soon.’” He got quiet for a minute. “You never showed up. I went out looking for you. We found your car. It was wrecked and the tires had been completely destroyed. Probably ran over