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Chapter 98

My Hockey Alpha Chapter 98

Hypnotherapy

Nina

Minutes passed, then hours. Soon, it could’ve even been days; I had no way of knowing how long I was down there. As time ticked on, the bright fluorescent lights in my cell never faded, making me lose all sense of time. I felt myself beginning to lose my grip on reality.

I couldn’t cry or scream anymore. Not only did my tears dry up and my throat became too sore to make another sound, but also I began to realize that it was useless. No one was coming for me. Maybe Edward was right; maybe none of the people who I had come to know over the past four years were even real. Maybe it was all just a figment of my imagination…

If they were real, wouldn’t they have come to save me by now?

After an indistinguishable amount of time passed, the voices began. They were soft at first, barely even whispers.

“Nina…”

A voice called my name. I ignored it at first, but it grew stronger over time.

“Nina.”

I shook my head. “It’s not real,” I whispered to myself, my throat so raw and sore from screaming that the words hardly came out. “It’s not real…”

“Nina!!”

I jumped. I knew that voice: it was Jessica. She sounded scared, like she was screaming for help. “Jessica?” I called out, but there was no answer.

begin with. Maybe I was dreaming; somehow, I must’ve fallen asleep despite the

then, they started again. And it

bloody and bruised, and there was dirt under her fingernails. Her eyes had a whitish color to them, as if they had

fault that I died,” she said. “It’s

swallowed the knot in my throat. It hurt to even swallow. “You’re not dead,” I whispered, shaking my head. She couldn’t be dead. Surely Jessica was home right now with Lori, if they were even

my bed and reached out her cold, dead hand. It smelled like dirt and congealed blood. “All

away and scrunched my eyes shut, repeating my mantra in my

isn’t real… This isn’t

my throat. I tried to scream, but nothing came out — so I turned my head

the bed, however, stood my mother and my brother. My mother was holding a baby wrapped in the strangely patterned blanket from the photograph. She was bouncing it and shushing it, but

up!” she screamed as she

snarls came out of my mouth. Then, to my horror, she lifted the baby over her head and threw it as hard as she could down to the

behind her. I watched as his body

me. It opened its jaws to speak, but only

cover my ears as the wails of my loved

real… This isn’t

of a

eye first, then the other. I slowly looked around and let out a sigh of relief to see that I

you, you

bed. He looked exactly the same as when I last saw him, when we retrieved Justin’s file from Edward’s house. He was even wearing the same all-black clothing. His curly brown hair was still ruffled from running through the streets as we sprinted away. If I lifted my head more, I could even

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