Ghost hunt

In the face of crisis, people lose a part of themselves, some recover, some are not. I am no stranger to this. I, too, know what it feels like to be stolen something important away from me, something I hold very dear. They said that they will be on my side forever, but they ran out of time, and there is nothing we can do about it.

That’s life for us. We have to move on, but oddly, something is pulling me back to the past, something dark is calling me…

It happens again. The nightmare sprung and pluck out its roots to her mind and seize her to gain control. She has been dreaming this lately and remains a mystery as to why her dreams keep drawing her back to the moment where her parents died. The woods, a cabin, and the wildfire, those images keep rolling back and forth. She does not know by what means do these dreams tries to tell her. The only thing that made sense to her is the need to go back, but she can’t bring herself to that place, no matter what happens.