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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.

eventually began to think that I never had really heard them to begin with. Maybe I

again. And it

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

I died,” she said. “It’s

“You’re not dead,” I whispered, shaking my head. She

It smelled like dirt and

pulled my head away and scrunched my eyes shut, repeating

isn’t real…

throat. I tried to scream, but nothing came out

brother. My mother was holding a baby wrapped in the strangely patterned blanket from the photograph.

as she began to shake the baby

to open my mouth to tell her to stop, that she was going to kill it, but only the same snarls came out of my mouth. Then, to my horror, she lifted the baby over her head and threw it as

I watched as his body withered into nothing. His flesh

me. It opened its jaws to speak, but only worms came

my eyes again, wishing I could cover my ears as the wails of my

isn’t real… This isn’t

all of

a sigh of relief to see that I was alone once more; for the first time, being alone

loved you, you

was even wearing the same all-black clothing. His curly brown hair was still ruffled from running through the streets as we sprinted away.

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