Meanwhile, back at the campsite, Ellis sat by the fire, clutching his brother's bow in his hands. The quiver of arrows sat by his left side, and on his right, he had moved the comatose Lyda by the fire, hoping the heat might wake her up. He checked her pulse every few minutes and did everything their father had taught him and Eran, but this was a situation neither of them thought they would ever encounter. He continued to check her body after Eran and Jay had gone, but he could find no traces of bites or anything that might cause something like this. It was as if Lyda had simply gone to sleep and refused to wake up.Ellis looked back toward the girls' tent continuously, wondering if he should just wake Adea and tell her what was going on, even if only for some company. The longer he waited for the others to return, the more the faint sounds of the nighttime woods began to unsettle him.

None of them could get out of there fast enough. Both Adea and Ellis were shaken up from their encounters. Adea was quiet as they packed up and swiftly headed back toward their cottage, wanting nothing more than to get home and out of the dark, and to forget all about this horrific night. Ellis, on the other hand, could not stop going on and on about what he saw out in the woods. He described it in great detail, his voice quivering as he did so, but it was clear that nobody really believed him. Nobody, it seemed, except for Adea, who was ready to believe anything could be lurking in the trees around them, perhaps watching them right now.Lyda was the worst of them all. Nobody could get a word out of her about what happened while she was out cold. Jay pressed her to the point of tears to tell them what happened, but Lyda was completely clammed up, not saying another word following her plea to go home. Her f

Lyda found less sleep as the nights passed. Eventually, there was no sleep at all. Lyda was sitting on her bed in the cellar, never even undoing the blanket. She had lost all natural urge to sleep, as if something was forcing her to stay awake. Instead, she sat on the bed and stared blankly into the dark corners of the cellar, her own little alcove lit by a single candle on her bedside table.Mere weeks had gone by since the incident while camping, and many thoughts had gone through her head ever since. She hoped to learn more, anything she could, by inflicting that nightmare upon herself, but she got much more than she had bargained for with the most horrifying experience of her life, and she had gained nothing from it. It had been a complicated road. She had not felt like herself since then, until Iris had inadvertently given her the courage to think about what it was she really wanted.

Adea had fallen asleep minutes after Lyda left. She was anxious to forget everything that just happened between her and her sister and could not wait to get lost in her dreams again. That was when everything went wrong. Horribly wrong.The dream started so pleasantly. Adea placed herself by the edge of a tranquil lake with her friends but decided to keep Lyda out of this one. She figured that would only remind her of the stress of their conversation.In the dream, Eran and Ellis were horseplaying around in the water while Jay was asleep on the bank. Adea waded out into the water and turned over on her back. Even in the dream, the water felt so real, but Adea did not need to tread to keep herself afloat. She just lay on the surface of the lake and stared up at the cloudless, blue sky. That was when it started.The fi

1879 Adea wished she could say that she was back to where she was the first time the two of them snuck out to perform that revolting ritual. What happened when she was only 8-years-old, as far as she was concerned, paled in comparison to the way it made her feel this time around. Looking back, Adea remembered being just a frightened little girl desperate to put an end to her nightmares, and despite the terrible things she had to witness to achieve that, she had been ironically thankful for the sister who had gone to such dark places to help her.This time was much different. Lyda told her that she was merely doing it to help her cleanse her dreams all over again, but she quickly proved her motives to be entirely selfish. Adea did not even want to think about it. Everything Lyda did that night she knew would haunt her for the rest of her life. She had regained total control over her dre