Chapter 51 – More Questioning

(Brielle’s POV)

“Help!”

My heart hammered in panic inside my chest, beating so fast it hurt that when I opened my eyes, I could not breathe. I got up in bed, clutching the collar of my shirt and breathing hard as I looked around.

It took me a while to realize where I was, and then I recalled we arrived late at night at the headquarters, did some paperwork for our report about Monty and Raven, and separated ways. Only Giles remained in the camp since he had no family to come home to. When I arrived home, I went straight to my bedroom, curled my body in my bed, and cried in silence.

Closing my eyes, I breathed in and out, relaxing my heart and convincing myself it was only a dream. I squeezed my eyes tighter to remember the details, but I only got bits, and everything about it was vague. The only vivid memory of that nightmare was the tormenting screaming of voices, and I recognized one, my own.

I hugged my knees for a while, and when I thought I was ready to face my parents, I clim