Zamsii

Then it all goes dark.

Gasping, I jerk upright. Sweat covers my entire body as adrenaline rushes through me. I lift my hand and press it to the back of my head where the dent still rests from that night. Fuck, that's why I drink before bed, to keep the nightmares away.

Blowing out a breath, I blink my blurry eyes to clear the sleep from them, knowing I won't be going back anytime soon. Not with my memories so dark tonight. Instead, I stare out at the city, it's still bright. All the light illuminating its angles and streets, even in the dark. Like a beacon.

Another lie.

That's when a wispy, dark voice comes from behind me, sending fear surging through me.

I'm not alone.

"Can't sleep, Little Bird? I wonder what you dream of…"