Lylan Anderson woke up to loud ringing, so high she was amazed Tiffany, her dog, wasn't already barking.
That's when she realized it was coming from her. She looked around the room, blinking rapidly as if something was in her eye. Her room seemed so foreign, so odd, and she didn't know why.
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
She commanded herself, trying to be convinced of that fact that nothing was happening. But something was, she knew it. Something was off, triggering a loud, blaring red alarm in her mind. Lylan tried to move, but she couldn't. Was she paralyzed?
Breathe.
And then, she blinked.
Blinked.
As quick as that, she was gone.
