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She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

At that moment, I finally understood why so much in this life had unfolded so differently from the last. She went on, "I couldn't figure it out at first. No matter what I did, Harry still couldn't cut you off completely. But now I understand. You came back too, didn't you?" Ember let out a wild laugh. "Did you really think being reborn would change your ending? I'll make sure you die just as miserably as last time!" At her signal, the men behind her began closing in. I shut my eyes, despair washing over me. Had I come back to relive the same tragic fate after all?

"Ever since we were kids, you've been breathing down my neck, controlling every little thing I do. Who the hell do you think you are? "I let you have your way half the time, but can you just leave me alone already? I'm exhausted. Sometimes, I think the gossip was right. No wonder you were abandoned. Who could put up with a jinx like you?" A wave of intense nausea rolled through my empty stomach, a bitter lump forming in my throat. I couldn't throw up or swallow it. The ten-year-old Diana, the 17-year-old Diana... I had spent years trying to fuse all those cherished versions of her into the woman standing before me.

Please make your choice. The prompt came again. I closed my eyes and made up my mind. "I'm going home." There was nothing left here worth staying for, no one left worth saving. [Exchange complete. Passage home will now open.] As the words settled, the sky shifted. A crimson glow spread overhead as the earth began to tremble, a deep rumble rolling beneath our feet. "It's a sign from the heavens!" The crowd erupted in celebration. People cheered, pointed at the sky, and praised what they believed was a blessing.

She was about to broke down when the song played. Slowly, the song diverted her thoughts until she was already breathing normally. Baby, what the hell have you been through? - - -

Where are you? ‘Find me.’ It repeated. This time, the voice was more clear than ever that it sent shivers down my spine. The others noticed me and were already started to me towards me. ‘Where are you so I can find you?’ I asked again. ‘...storm.’ It whispered. And as it did, my vision was suddenly turning dark. ‘Storm? What do you mean?’ ‘Go through the storm. Find me…’ There was a sort of sinister feeling settling inside of me as it spoke. And right now, my vision was completely black. It was like my consciousness is being pulled to another place.

I cried out in pain as I dropped to the floor. "And that is to make sure you won't run again," his lips lifted into a smirk while my eyes stung with tears. I felt the world around me shifting. Darkness crept around me but I turned my eyes to Lindsey. My eyes rolled back and my eyelids started to feel heavy, I tried to reach out to my sister. I had the feeling that I wouldn’t be able to see her again. The last thing I heard before welcoming the darkness was his bitter voice saying, "Take her." and with that, I closed my eyes and lost myself into oblivion.

"Kill the Freak! Kill the Freak!" Hell, I'm stuck in a nightmare! Isn't enough that I have to let the only girl who (by some misunderstanding) had high hopes in me down? This's just torture! Why haven't I kill myself all this time before I end up like this. Oh God, where are you? Why do I have to be the loser every time this shitty life involves me? "Kill the Freak! Kill the Freak!" "Kill the Freak! Kill the Freak!" "Ahh, look! He's closing his ears!" glasses-dude jerks out a lough.

Hell, I'll become an alcoholic if I continue like this. I tap my both pockets in searching for my phone, then realise I must've forgotten it at home, so I check the time on the car panel. 3:25 AM, great. I decide to leave before the road gets all muddy and hardly passable, so I start the engine and leave. I can barely see anything, as the sky is falling and I'm too drunk to even function. Oh, how much I'll hate myself in the morning. *** Beep. Beep. Beep.

I got into my car, started the engine, and as the tears spilled freely now, one thought echoed louder than the rest: I need to see Nova. Because if I was going to fall apart tonight… I didn’t want to fall alone.