Dreaming Of The Afterlife.

Priscilla opened her mouth and let out a deep gasp as she gulped in mouthfuls of air in a hurry!

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

She started to cough as she tried to bring her hand to her mouth. But she was surprised when she couldn't raise her hands. Priscilla tested to see if she could move her feet and she was stunned when she couldn't move them either! What was happening?

Priscilla opened her eyes slowly as she looked around blearily. Where was he? Isn't she meant to be dead? She could still remember the feeling of the water going into her lungs and the inhuman strength that held her down as she tried her best to take in air. The feeling of drowning isn't something that you can just forget.

Floid definitely killed her... Right? Priscilla was sure that Floid killed her. But if he killed her, then where is she? How is she still alive?

"Down with the witch!"

"Kill her! She is the one that led them to us!"

"Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! Kill her!"

"Fucking fake queen!"