“Stay with me,” the stranger repeated.
“I want my dad,” I sobbed. That encroaching darkness threatened to consume me, but I struggled against it. Struggled to hold on.
For a brief, brief moment, flashes of memories hit me. I saw a drab gray school, tunnels, monsters, mannequins…but they faded as soon as they arrived. Though a part of me…
A part of me remembered.
I had gone there, hadn’t I? It had felt like months, but now…now I knew it had been less than a second.
As soon as that thought occurred to me, it vanished, obliterated beneath the icy numbness frosting over my body. I just wanted to sleep. To rest my eyes for a thousand years.
“Sleep,” the voice above me instructed, laced with compassion and sadness. My eyes opened one last time, pausing on the familiar face. How…? How did…?
“You,” I whimpered.
For a brief moment, I could’ve sworn the figure was sheathed in a black cloak with the hood pushed up. A glowing scythe rested in the familiar person’s hand.
“Sleep.” The voice reverberated in my head as, in the distance, sirens blared.
My eyelashes fluttered shut, and then I became aware of nothing.