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I said to her. What she said next confused me even more “You have to set your mind on getting out and make sure that your friend energy is at its peak when you want to come out or else, he will fall into what I call the Vizz.” “What is the meaning of that?” I asked her. “It’s another word I use for Oblivion” she replied. “Oh, I said, is that all?” “Nope, that’s just the beginning, after setting your mind on getting out of the prison you do the zapping thing.” The voice said.

she whispered quietly as she looked around the room. The curiosity and concern overwhelmed me as I looked at my longtime friend. I leaned in close to her and asked just as quietly, “What is it?” “Well,” she began taking another look around the room before continuing. “I have been having dreams as well but not of Laylan, or unicorns, or fairies, or anything like that. I always thought that maybe I just had multiple personalities and the other happened to be a man named Daemon. But recently, I have been dreaming dreams as if they were his memories or something,” she stopped and looked at me.

We sat together on the edge of my bed, our fingers entwined, talking and laughing as memories of the woods wrapped around us. But then, something shifted. A strange heaviness rolled through the air, making me gulp. My laughter caught in my throat. My skin prickled, and suddenly I couldn't move. My heart began to race as a deep vibration filled my ears. "Wynona..." I whispered, my voice trembling. "What's happening to me?" Her face went pale. "I know this look, child. You're having a premonition," she said quickly, grasping my hands. "Don't fight it, just give in to the power. Let the vision in."

I see one last premonition before my mind slips away from me. Her.

At first it is so small I’m not sure if I’m seeing correctly, but soon it grows larger and larger until I can see Fineon’s worried expression. "Fineon?" I whisper, crashing into the light. "It’s you." "Are you okay?" he asks as the real world begins to shape itself around me. "You were calling my name." "I’m…" I begin, my eyes taking in the familiar room around me. "I had a nightmare. No, not a nightmare. It was a premonition." "What did it involve?" he pushes, pulling me into his arms. "To have left you so frightened." "You can’t," I whisper, understanding what I was being shown.

I sigh and continue saying, “now tell me, what power did I unlock? Because I assume that I have no time left and I must return to my mates.” “You assume well.” Artemis says. “The broken seal unlocked the power of premonition. You can see anyone’s future. Keep in mind that premonitions can happen in dreams, through touch, or when visiting new places. You will know you are having a premonition because it will violently take you out of what you are doing, feeling or thinking, and take you to an unknown place.” Hecate tells me. Artemis adds, “You must pay attention to everything around you. Mia must act as a recorder. This is extremely important, Emma. You must integrate yourself with her.”

But it doesn't win all of them. Not exactly comforting, but honest in a way I appreciated. "I keep having these flashes," I admitted. "Not full visions, just fragments. Faces twisted in pain, darkness swallowing everything, someone screaming my name. I don't know if they're premonitions or just fear manifesting." "Probably both," Morwyn replied. "Your prophetic abilities are awakening, but they remain unfocused. Your fear colors all you see, so it is almost impossible to discern actual future from imagined possibility.

That's the signal that things are about to begin. Freeda is the sign that I need to be prepared for what might happen. In my nightmares one by one I see my siblings disappear. I was afraid it would happen but I just thought that it was just a nightmare and nothing will happen. But as time went on things were happening that I had dreamed of. I don’t know what these premonitions I see, I’m so annoyed because I can’t sleep either, I have nightmares and I just sleep peacefully sometimes. Sometimes I also go out of the house to look around the place.

A shiver ran down my spine and I’m not certain it was a bad one. “Freya.” I replied straightening my spine. “Mmm… What a powerful name, Freya.” He said with small moan. My body full blown betrayed me and instantly butterflies began dancing in my stomach. “I’m sorry we met under these circumstances, Freya. I can’t fully explain it but I feel drawn to you. Did you put a summoning spell on me?” He asks. “I don’t use summoning spells.” I scoff, rolling my eyes. ”They’re timing is unpredictable and I’d prefer not to have a random monster show up while I’m in my apartment. Although somehow you’ve found me anyway?”

"Tell me what's wrong, Rhema" I murmured some gibberish to myself. "This is the problem. You won't talk to me and then you click the self destruct". She's trying to catch up with me on the curb. "Abroko wrote again and it's all about you. They are calling you an addict, you're addicted to the Origin. They are calling the reason she was murdered Origin". "They can call me whatever they want".