Madness Part 2

Executed unjustly for a crime she never committed.

And yet, she was here.

She stared at me, her lifeless eyes boring into mine. Then, her lips moved, her voice a rasping, gurgling whisper. "Noah"

"You let me die."

A sharp, splintering pain erupted in my skull. My stomach twisted violently.

No.

No, this wasn't real.

I squeezed my eyes shut, pressing my palms against my forehead. My breath came in shallow, ragged gasps. But the moment I tried to block her out—

The scent of blood thickened. And suddenly I was back in my father's chambers— on that dreadful night.

A wet, dragging sound slithered across the floor.

I didn't want to look.

But I did.

And that was when I saw him.

My father lay in a mangled heap on the cold stone floor.