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Chapter Nineteen
The darkness is choking me.
My dreams are bloody and bleeding and blood is bleeding
all over my mind and I can’t sleep anymore. The only
dreams that ever used to give me peace are gone and I
don’t know how to get them back. I don’t know how to find
the white bird. I don’t know if it will ever fly by. All I know is
that now when I close my eyes I see nothing but
devastation. Fletcher is being shot over and over and over
again and Jenkins is dying in my arms and Warner is
shooting Adam in the head and the wind is singing outside
my window but it’s high-pitched and off-key and I don’t have
the heart to tell it to stop.
I’m freezing through my clothes.
The bed under my back is filled with broken clouds and
freshly fallen snow; it’s too soft, too comfortable. It reminds
me too much of sleeping in Warner’s room and I can’t stand
it. I’m afraid to slip under these covers.
I can’t help but wonder if Adam is okay, if he’ll ever come
back, if Warner is going to keep hurting him whenever I
disobey. I really shouldn’t care so much.
Adam’s message in my notebook might just be a part of
Warner’s plan to drive me insane.
I crawl onto the hard floor and check my fist for the
crumpled piece of paper I’ve been clutching for 2 days. It’s
the only hope I have left and I don’t even know if it’s real.
I’m running out of options.
“What are you doing here?”
I bite down on a scream and stumble up, over, and
sideways, nearly slamming into Adam where he’s lying on
the floor next to me. I didn’t even see him.