Chapter 17

KLAY ROSE

I asked Missy to go with me in my room so I could talk to her after she showed me some of her art. I've known that she loves drawing and painting, but it never occurred to me that those arts will have a symbol connected to what's coming to us.

"Missy, listen to me. How did you know these arts? What did you see in your dreams?" I showed her the paintings.

It's the first time I saw it yet it felt like I had seen these symbols before. I am not sure but it looks like it has part of me as images started flashing in my mind.

"Did it trigger your memories, Sister Klay?" It was Missy, but it's not like her. Her voice became more distinct and mature. "Are you familiar with these symbols?"

"Missy, what are you?" I massaged my head, covering my ears as it started ringing.

Oh, gosh! I almost wanted to vomit while Missy just looked at me.

"The prophecy is you." She said to me.

"What? Missy...what's happening to you—" I started screaming when she put pressure on the scar on my back.

"This