"We like to believe that by not starting the fight, we're in the right. Oh, how wrong we are?"
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Hollow - adj. having a hole or empty space inside
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Lieutenant Lexa McGarrett has done a lot in the 28 years she's been...
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"COMPULSION"
Tell her it's gonna hurt. It always will.
- Hope Mikaelson, Legacies -
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Lexa.
I turned around in a full circle, trying to locate the source of the voice. Nothing. No one. Nowhere. The one constant? Darkness. Endless oblivion.
Lexa.
More circles. More whispers. More darkness. More nothing.
lexa. lexa. lexa. wake up.
My hands clamped over my ears in a feeble attempt to block out the sounds. To block out that voice.
wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. wake up. Wake Up.
WAKE UP!
The voice increases in volume, shrieking in my ear. The sound is similar to that of a baby's cry. High-pitched. Annoying. Raspy.
Then the voice shifts to one more recognizable.
Lex, wake up.
That voice is deeper, smoother, familiar. It's accompanied by the ghost of a touch on my shoulder and I inhale deeply and finally, open my eyes.
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Einstein once said, "Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world."
Upon awakening, I am greeted with the face of Derek Morgan, one of my team members. The jet is still traveling towards Arizona where a case popped up. A series of fires, the most recent of which resulted in the death of a student. Not to mention, it's my first official case as a member of the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit, or the BAU as we like to call it. Not too long ago, I was recruited to this team and given a chance to do the one thing I've always done. Protect people.
