Tangled
Chapter 166
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166 Lisa: Fevers and Dreams
LISA
How long has it been?
A few days?
Weeks?
The sun should keep me oriented, but a fever gets me the first night I'm there.
The girl, Marisol, comes by every so often. Always with food. A few times with bowls filled with some noxious liquid that has my nostrils trying to close, avoiding the smell coming from within. She's expressionless as she shoves it down my throat, and I'm too weak to fight her off.
It's medicine, I think.
I think that because I slowly get better after the third bowl,
In between moments of lucidity, I dream.
Normal life. Home. Mom and Dad.
Working with Ava at Beaniverse.
Flirting with that cute guy who accidentally wandered into our professor's Eng Lit class instead of some sort of philosophy class
two doors down.
Cozy, happy dreams, of a place far from here..
An escape from the reality that chains me.
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At some point the dreams turn from happy comfort to something uneasy and dark.
Sunshine warms my face as Ava and I relax at our favorite cafe,
sipping lattes and chatting. For a moment, the world feels right again, like I'm back where I belong
But then the shadows come
try to warn Ava, but my voice
behind her.
no sound comes out. The shadow reaches for Ava, engulfing her, dragging her away as she kicks and struggles. I lunge for her, but my feet are rooted. Darkness swallows her
scene shifts, and we're on a plane, Ava beside me. She's gripping the armrests, making a joke about the turbulence. I reach for her hand to comfort her, but the plane lurches, throwing us forward. Oxygen Ava's screaming. I'm screaming.
Impact.
and rends. Flames erupt. Pain
last. Ava, drowning in a sea of blood. Ava, burning alive. Ava,
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I'm helpless
watch as she suffers.
can't escape. I can't wake up. The horrors play out
finally, mercifully, I do
sweat. My throat feels raw, my limbs heavy and weak. Marisol kneels beside me. holding a bowl of that foul-smelling
I force myself to swallow. Anything to chase away the lingering images of
torment.
a curious intensity. "How often has the Master fed
once," I
withdrawal shouldn't be this strong, not for a single feeding." There's something in her tone, an undercurrent of emotion I
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Her fingers press against my neck, my wrists, my ankles. It's only when she peers down at my
rough from
at me with a strange intensity. "Only once," she repeats, as if
of his fangs sinking, the agonizing pain, and the sickening rush of pleasure that followed, makes bile rise in my throat,
return.
trying to push
her expression, a
Lisa Fevers
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