CHAPTER 19: FORGIVEN

HAZEL'S POV

I found myself wandering around in some kind of

hospital room.

I sensed the need to find someone.

But who? I pondered to myself.

I felt a powerful pull towards the far end of the

room. My feet immediately led me over like they had a mind of their own.

I felt another desire to touch the wall. So I did.

A slight feeling of dread and depression hit me.

I couldn't interpret it! This whole situation was

weird.

I could feel it now.

The person I am supposed to find is here. Right

behind this wall.

But how do I get to them?

I touched the wall again, but this time it felt

like fabric, really thick fabric.

I used my nails, and I scratched at the fabric

until there was a minuscule gap in it.

I adapted an eye, and I peeped through the crack

that was now there.

I saw nothing - nothing but obscurity and

desolation.

I was about to give up when suddenly I heard an

animal howling. It resounded like it was in pain.

I used my hand, and I ripped the gap to make it

bigger. My eyes were fightin