CHAPTER SEVEN

“Noah!” a voice yelled

I didn't answer

“Noah!” it came again

I still didn't answer

“Noah!”

The voice reached my ears in a haze, yet it was still clear, and each time it came, it came louder than before. It was so increasingly loud, it forced my eyes to open, even though slowly, in a movement similar to a manual pulley system.

And it gradually pulled my eyelids open, until…

“Noah!!!”

I jolted up.

My hands immediately went to my head, as a confused pain shot through it like a silver bullet. My own name yelled at me one too many times now rang in my ears in a circle, as my vision swirled up, down, and around the room. My feet were numb, and it felt like I was paralysed, but as a hand tapped my leg, I knew I could still walk.

“Wake up Noah!”

“It's happening!”

I heard the last statement, and my brain shot back again in pain, trying to remember whatever “it” was, that was going to happen. I struggled with myself, and my foggy memory, trying to remember what I had already forgotten.

My eyes