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forest, sometimes our favorite
spot. In others, we were kissing and a few looked as though we were
underwater.
    “ I wish I knew what all of
this meant,” she sighed to herself. “Why is this all I see when I
close my eyes?” She wondered aloud.
    I could see the pain in his
eyes as he watched a single tear stream down her cheek. When she
flipped another page, I almost screamed out for her to stop.
Thankfully, her eyes rested on it for a moment. No matter what was
happening in this drawing, it seemed to be a welcome change from
the previous few. I recognized the girl in the picture
instantly—Grace.
    “ Who are you?” she whispered
to herself.
    I felt horrible. I didn’t
particularly want to stay here, but I had a strong feeling that
this girl was a major piece to this puzzle. I needed her sketch
pad.
    She closed her eyes again
and started drawing a new picture. It took her almost an hour to
complete. I didn’t look; I just sat in the corner waiting as he
watched over her shoulder.
    Once she was finished, she
walked over to her bed and lay down. It took her a while to fall
asleep, but once she did, I grabbed the sketch pad and walked over
to Dante.
    “ We need to leave,” I
said.
    “ I—I can’t,” he
stuttered.
    “ Come on Dante, we need to
go,” I protested. I grabbed his hand, but he refused. “We’ll come
back to return this,” I promised.
    “ Why are you taking that?”
he wondered.
    “ I think it will help, but I
don’t know for sure,” I admitted.
    “ Fine,” he agreed. He took
my hand in his and closed his eyes. “There is nowhere I’d rather be
than here.” The words broke my heart, but soon we were standing in
front of the house.
    “ Can we go back to your
house or—”
    “ I guess,” he sighed as he
grabbed my hand again, and soon we were back on the couch in his
basement.
    “ You’re really getting the
hang of this,” I complimented, but he shrugged me off.
    I looked through the sketch pad, taking
in every detail. I ran my fingers across the page, and soon I was
sucked into a vision, only it wasn’t my vision—it was Allison’s.
Unlike my visions, hers seemed to only be a single moment. It was
like a slide show—snapshot after snapshot— some were happy, and
some sad.
    The first picture was of her
and Dante. There were words written across the top of the page ‘our
first date.’ They were smiling, and they looked in each other’s
eyes the same way Dante and I used to.
    The second was of me and
Dante. There was no happiness in our eyes only fear and
disappointment. I threw down the sketchpad and pushed it away from
me. I had two options, the first, get away from Dante and leave him
alone—forever. The second option, do what I was going to do anyway,
get closer to him and hope there are no consequences. I chose the
latter; I would try to get Dante back, but I needed to move
slowly.
    I was selfish; I couldn’t
deny that. But when you love someone so much that you feel your heart sinking
when you think about them, they’re not something you should just
let go like that. I could feel my heart breaking every second I
thought about him. I thought about the time we spent in the
beautiful forest that glowed. I needed to go find Elizabeth and
George, but before that, I had bigger problems, ones that had to be
dealt with promptly. I had all but forgotten what day it was
today—two days before Grace disappeared. That meant today was the
day she was murdered and someone took over her body.
    “ Look,” I began. “I know
this is going to sound crazy, and I really should have started
looking days ago, but there is a girl named Grace. I have a feeling
something really bad is going to happen to her.”
    “… Grace?” he said as he
moved a little closer. “I don’t know anyone named Grace. I do
remember you saying something about her though.”
    “ Will you help me?” I
asked.
    “ How am I supposed to know
this girl even exists, that you’re not lying?”
    I thought for a