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Skylar's chest heaved, her vision blurred by a flood of tears as she thrashed wildly, her body acting on pure instinct. Fear, overwhelming and suffocating, coursed through her veins like venom.
She couldn't breathe, couldn't think.
Her heart pounded painfully in her chest, as though it were trying to claw its way out. The basement walls closed in around her, and the memory of those masked figures haunted every corner of her mind.
Much like Tracy, Skylar too was suffering from vivid daydreams. Well, more like day-nightmares.
She screamed, her voice raw, her fists swinging in blind panic. "No! No, no, no!" she sobbed, her voice hoarse. Sky felt hands on her, reaching, holding and so she fought harder, her body jerking in desperation.
