Mr Locke

Emma’s POV

Mr. Locke’s energy hit me the moment he turned around. His aura filled the room and froze me in my spot. I could not move; I could not breathe. There was something so forceful about it, something so dehumanizing, overpowerin. It felt surreal, as if he was a vortex sucking energy and air out of the room, out of me, out of the universe! His golden-brown skin glistened in the light of day coming from outside and his orbs shone with a dangerous fire I have never seen in the waking world. The realization dawns on me – I have seen these fires, albeit only seen in my dreams, something akin to my constant nightmares really that I was having lately, and more frequently. It felt as if I were were staring within a bursting volcano from my nightmares and I did not know if I was hallucinating again or if this was real or stuck and there was no way out. Maybe all this is a dream, I thought to myself. Maybe I am at home sleeping and Ari will come and nudge me, purr softly and it will be