Pesadillas

Elora

I must have fallen asleep on the plane sometime during the flight.

I was running through a forest. It was dark... really dark. Much darker than usual, even my natural werewolf abilities to see at night were diminished.

"Mom.... Help me!" I could hear her crying out for me, making me want to run faster and faster. But the harder I tried, the harder it got for my legs to move. They felt heavy, almost as if trying to run underwater.

"Abbie! I'm coming," I yelled from the top of my lungs, but it was as if I had become mute. I tried telling again, but my voice came out low... almost in a whisper.

"Abbie, I'm coming. Where are you?"

"Aaaaahhhh... Help me. Matisa is here. She's here, Mom," my daughter's voice was pained. I could hear the agony in her voice, making me break into tears as I fought through my incompetence to move faster.

"ABBIE!" I yelled once more, right before my foot slipped and made me fall, but I was able to put my hands forward, making me land on my knees.

Then