As her fiance slept peacefully beside her, Rachel Hastings
tossed and turned, not able to sleep. Her back drenched with sweat, she slipped
from under the covers to free her body from the heat. As she slowly drifted
off, she hit her dream state.
As she ran, she felt her feet getting heavier. She could
hear her heart beating. She was too scared to turn around, but she knew he was
close. She started to grow tired and thirsty, but she couldn't stop, because he
would get her.
As she bolted around
the corner, she stopped dead in her tracks. Her heart stopped quickly. She
gasped for air, not knowing her hands had covered her mouth. His glowing eyes
stared straight into her. Rachel felt like he knew how she felt, what she
was saying in her mind. She felt like he was invading her personal space,
inside her mind.
"Where are you
going Rachel?" He asked her, an evil grin spread across his face.
"Get away from
me!" Rachel shrieked as she spun around on her heel as tried to run away,
but he grabbed her wrist and spun around and caught her fall.
As she closed her
eyes and accepted it, he slowly lent over and sunk his fangs into her warm
neck..
As she woke up with a
gasp, she dug her nails into the bed sheets trying to catch her breath. She was
sweating even more now. This nightmare was so constant she had become used to
falling asleep and waking up in a cold sweat.
"You okay?"
Reid asked, turning to face her.
"Yeah, I'm
fine."
Rachel lay on her
side, thinking about her recurring nightmare, and what it meant. Reid was the man of her dreams, her best friend. But her dream, it felt so real. It made her really think about him. She knew something was coming. Something unwanted.
