Moana

I went to sleep that night with anger still in my heart for Edrick.

When I woke up, however, that anger turned into fear.

I found myself no longer in my bed, but I was now at the little desk that was in my room. And it wasn’t just that, either. I had my sketchbook lying on the desk in front of me, and what was drawn on it…

Was the knife.

I gasped and quickly snapped the sketchbook shut. Why was this happening to me? I stood, knowing that I needed to tell someone, but I couldn’t tell Edrick. If I told him, then he would likely only freak out even more, and I already felt like a prisoner.

These drawings had to be prophetic. And the only way that I could get to the bottom of what they really meant was by accessing whatever part of my brain that they were coming from. Maybe then, I could start to use them to my advantage before something really bad happened.

It was late, but Dr. Rhodes did mention that I could call him anytime I needed anything. I quickly pulled out my phone and dialed his number with shaking hands.

“Hello?” he answered a few rings later. “Is everything alright, Moana?”

I let out a sigh of relief. “Dr. Rhodes, I need your help. I’ve been having more dreams… I want to try hypnosis again.”

Dr. Rhodes paused for a few moments. “I could come to the penthouse tomorrow, if you want—”

“No!” I insisted. “It needs to be right now. Is there any way you can do it over the phone?”

bit my lip as I listened

possible, but it’s not easy. And if you see or feel something during hypnosis that frightens you or makes you feel bad, you might get hurt if I’m not there to help you. Are you sure

to the bottom of this, and something in me was telling me that I needed to do it now. Time was ticking, and somehow I felt that figuring out the source of these visions might help figure out how to stop

you have a comfortable place

lamp

my mind to open up to the idea, but for a long time nothing happened, just like the last time that we tried. In fact, I was about to call

dream, half out of

whispering into the wind across a pond. It felt light and airy and far away,

my tongue

place. Just

first. But slowly, a landscape

The cliff.

you see?”

“A cliff,” I said. “With pine trees on one side… It’s raining, and the sky is dark

My heart practically stopped as

someone else here,”

up to that person?”

that this was just hypnosis, and it wasn’t real. Deep down, I

was deceptive. If I didn’t focus on the fact that this was just a vision, I felt for sure as though

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