Kidnapped

Destiny was having a nightmare. Or at least she thought she was. Her mother was screaming, chained to a wall, bleeding. She kept calling her name, but Destiny couldn't respond. It was so real, but it had to be a nightmare. She didn't like the way she could taste the metal, smell the tang of blood, feel the misery. No, this was not a place of dreams, it had to be real, but it couldn't be.

' Destiny help me, please. Please, please help me. They're going to kill me. Please. Help.'

 The agony in the voice was unbearable, there was such pain and misery in her voice, she couldn't handle it all. 

She pushed herself violently up from the bed, throwing Jake's arm off her and waking him up. 

She threw off the covers and rushed to the bathroom, she could still smell the blood and her tongue felt coated in metal. She splashed cold water on her face, attempting to clear everything away.

 Furthermore, she was dreaming about her