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“You’re not real,” I whispered, repeatedly pounding a fist against my temple as I began to pace, growing angrier.
“You can do it, Griffin. We believe in you. Come home. Open your eyes, Griffin. OPEN YOUR EYES!”
“LEAVE ME ALONE!” I screamed, throwing the bottle hard across the room, gripping my head and shaking it vigorously. “SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP. YOU-YOU’RE NOT—”
Suddenly the floor began vibrating beneath my feet, growing louder, steadier, progressing until the whole house violently shook, sending picture frames and Ginger’s expensive antiques plummeting to the floor.
It was an earthquake…
Ginger…
MY BABIES!
“Ginger!”
I ran through the room and up the staircase, crying out in horror when I opened up my sons’ bedroom and had almost fallen into a bottomless pit ofnothing.Nothing but pure, absolute darkness.
“GINGER,” I cried out, my voice trembling as I backed away, my heart sinking. The rumbling started again, so I ran to the other rooms and opened the doors, finding the same thing, nothing but fucking darkness.
Where did she go?
Ginger… My sons.
They couldn’t be gone.
THEY WERE JUST HERE!
“That’s right, Griffin. Ginger needs you. She needs you to come home.”
The house quakedagain, skating an uncountable number of spider web cracks along the floor. I swallowed hard, watching as those cracks unmercifully branched down the staircase. Not knowing what else to do, I ran, desperately praying I could make it out of this alive and that Ginger and my boys were still here somewhere and hopefully safe. When I made it to the bottom, everywhere I turned, the darkness was there. My living room was gone. My dining room. My kitchen. My fucking family. Every fucking thing was gone…
Except for the front door.
After hauling in a deep breath and being left with no other choice, I opened it.
I squeezed my eyes closed and spoke the Lord’s prayer before beelining out the exit.
My eyes shot open, and my body lunged forward, heaving in painful, greedy breaths that had my lungs feeling like they were going to explode through my chest. Frantic beeping from a monitor resonated behind me. Warm hands met my shoulders and pinned me down, forcing me to lie flat.
“Griffin,” my mother frantically sobbed, her hands moving from my shoulders to cradle my face. “Oh my God! You-you’re back! You’re back…”
“Give me some room,” a man yelled as he rushed forward in a blur, knocking my mother out of the way and immediately putting some kind of mask over my face, thebeepsgrowing more agitated. “Breathe, Griffin.Breathe.”
I did as commanded and sucked in as much air as I could, releasing it. I repeated the excruciating process until my head wasn’t fucking spinning and I could somewhat think properly.
Where am I?
What the hell happened?
“Mama,” I rasped, groaning horribly when I attempted to swallow. It felt like someone had taken a set of razor blades and slashed my vocal cords to smithereens.
“I-I’m here, baby,” she whispered, approaching me when the man backed away, her hands grasping my sore cheeks. God, how they fucking ached. Everything fucking ached. “I’m here.”
“Wh-what happened?” Even though she had my face smushed between her hands, my sore eyes attempted to trace around the room. “Why am I—”
“Damien Reyez,” my uncle’s voice boomed behind my mother, which made her shoot a nasty look over her shoulder at him.
He stepped forward, pausing beside her.
