Chapter 15

Zonica suddenly sat up strait and breathing fast and heavy she realized that she woke from another nightmare yet again looking aroung she realized where she was and feeling cramped as her body was tangled in her bedding.She looked at her alarm clock and the red light flashed 3am.cursing she desided to get out of bed, it has become a roottean by now and wake-up everyday at 3am without fale.

It’s dark and there is no movement or sound that indicate that anyone els is awake

She made her way to the bathroom and washed the sweat off her face with cold water hoping that the nightmares will wash away with it. She has been having dreams some even nightmares for the past few weeks and thay are getting more and more vivid every time.

Finaly she gave up trying to wash her nightmares away and left the bathroom

Standing in her room, she considerd going back to bed but decided otherwise not wanting the nightmares to come beck she felt the need to get out of her room and the urge to go outside for fresh air.

“She took some grey sweats and sweater with a black spagetti strap top from her cupboard and put them on with some running shoes, she brushed her hair and teeth and heading out her door

I wish Macalister was here there are a few things I want to talk to him about especially this dreams that I have been having, well I am not sure if its dreams of flashes of something it’s strange, I can remember most of it; it’s like a story in my head and every night there will be a new picture. It’s probably nothing but yet it seems so familiar to me. I don’t know why that is though

It’s like a puzzle that needs solving and I don’t know where to find the missing pieces and that’s what’s so frustrating, I feel that I have to know this. I just don’t know why” she thought wile she made a few turns down some hallways and whent down a few stairs untill she entered the entrance hall. Taking her time she examines the place.

It was pretty big and had marble floors typically variegated, exhibiting different colours in irregular patches and streaks and having the structure and form of a crystal with golden angels on the ceiling spreadind there hand out to the sky and some of them holding instruments she was staring in awe when a voice interupted her

“Its breathtaking isnt it” the person asked also looking up at the ceiling in wonder.

“Very” She answed back looking at where the person was standing.

“Very” she said again a little softer than a wisper when she saw this man leaning against one staue and looking like one himself, admiring the way he looked full of mystery and well there is something puzzeling and difficult to explain but in a way I feel that there is more, something familiar, something that I am missing, Something I should know but cant put my finger on.

Staring at him trying to remember him but cant seem to place his face anywere she gave up shaking her head

“Who are you, if you don’t mins me asking?”

“Well seeing that this is where I stay and I have never seen you around here … I would say that” Pausseing for a second and pushing himself off the wall and making his way closer to her “that is my question to ask, don’t you think”

“Yes, I gess it is … but … how do I know that you’re not lying?”

“Mmmm… now that’s a good point”

“Can you prove that you live here?”

“Mmmmm … Yes, but will you believe me?

Looking at the guy staring now at her, she didn’t breake the eye contact between them and contemplating his question, Should she believe him could she trust him?

She doesn’t feel that her live is in any danger not if you count that, all she could think of was the impossibility of keeping herself undercontrol with a pair of very intens hazel eyes looking at her.

“I ... I gess we will have to see”