walls with practiced ease.
“Kirheen, wake up.” The words were faint, a distorted whisper that carried through her mind. With a flutter of her eyes, she woke up, pushing herself up into a sitting position. There was nothing around her but darkness, an endless night that seemed to go on forever. “Kirheen,” the voice whispered again. She shrank back in fear, searching for those hateful emerald eyes but they were nowhere to be seen.
The pain that had been her prison was no more. She was now alone in the darkness. It was strangely peaceful, a quiet place, and she found herself wanting to drift off. Sleep would be so nice, she thought to herself.
“Don’t fall asleep, Kirheen. You’ll never wake if you do.”
“Who are you,” she questioned, squinting as she tried to find the source of the voice. “I can’t see anything. There is nothing here.”
“I’m a friend. Don’t worry, I’ll show you. Can you see me?”
She looked around again, but there were only shadows. “No. There’s nothing.”
“Look harder.” Staring into the distance, she thought she could see a faint glow, but it was far off and she felt weak. For all she knew, it was just a trick. With all the strength she could muster, she stood, feeling a wave of nausea roll over her.
“Where am I? Why can’t I see anything?”
“You’re lost, Kirheen. Your mind has you trapped. You need to find a way out.”
“My mind?”
“Yes. Now focus. Find a way.”
“Alright, I’ll try.” Taking an uneasy step forward, she was suddenly blinded by a blue light shining just below her foot. It disappeared as soon as she stopped moving, and once more she was surrounded by night. Odd, she thought. She took another step forward and the blue light flashed again. “I see light whenever I walk.”
“Do you trust it?”
Kirheen considered his words. She certainly didn’t feel fear, not the way she’d felt when those terrible green eyes bore down on her. “I guess so.”
“Then walk.” And so she did. It felt as though her journey would never end. On and on the blue lights went until it felt as though her strength had been drained from her body. She trudged forward, slowing with every step.
“I’m so tired. I don’t think I can make it. I thin—“Before she could finish her sentence, she stumbled forward. The darkness beneath her exploded into a burst of bright light and then she was falling. Big puffy clouds floated lazily around her, unaware of her panic as she tried hopelessly to grab on to anything that would stop her fall. Her hands slipped through rolling clouds, coming away slick with moisture. Far below her, she could see an ocean, bright and blue. She sped towards it, racing faster and faster, her heart feeling like it had lodged itself into her throat.
“Help me, I’m falling! I'm falling!”
“Trust yourself, Kirheen.”
“I can’t.”
Just before she hit the water, a scream burst from her. The cold water filled her open mouth, freezing the scream in her throat and stopping her lungs. Her heart hammered a final frantic beat before it too stopped.
Garild watched as Kirheen awoke with a gasp, her eyes wild with panic. She thrashed under the arms of Tomias, digging at his arms with her nails. Tomias refused to let go despite the obvious pain he felt each time her nails caught his flesh. “Kirheen, stop struggling. You're going to be alright. Breath.”
His voice was nearly drowned out by the sounds of Kirheen gulping for air. “I can't,” she gasped. “I ca-can't breathe.” Her nails found his hands and she clawed at his fingers, trying desperately to break his grip. Garild didn't understand why he didn't just let her go.
“Tomias, let go of her! She's awake now,” he cried, voice thick with concern. He flung himself forward on to the ground next to Kirheen and reached for her. Tomias shot him a warning glare and his hand faltered.
“Don't you dare,” Tomias said between gritted teeth. “Get out of the