The inside of her mind was a dark, abandoned place. Jake remembered the first time he had set foot inside of Accalia’s memories and had seen the image of her mother and siblings; ravaged and broken. But it wasn’t her memories he had stepped into this time, but her mind.
And in her mind one scene played out over and over again, the same image he had seen on that first day of her and her family. And yet each time the scene replayed each one became more gruesome and more terrifying than he could have imaged. And the image of a younger Accalia, a baby, having witnessed all this terror was shown to him.
He called out to her, but she couldn’t hear him frozen in the memories of the one night that would haunt her forever.