CHILDREN OF GODS
“Wrap up and keep warm. I wouldn’t want you to die on me, because I always keep my word. Have a nice nap, Eliza.”
Clurife walked over to the light and extinguished it, plunging the room into an inescapable darkness. As he opened the door and closed it after himself with a slam, visions of demons and other horrible, winged creatures danced across her eyes. She was vaguely aware of her body acting of its own accord, wrapping up in the blanket, seeking warmth. But vivid colors flashed before her eyes, staining the backs of her eyelids. She flinched this way and that, visions of terror and death plaguing her. As the initial stimulant finally wore off, her body succumbed to dreams that were as te