No matter how hard I tried, I could not stop my hands from trembling, or ignore my left arm that was burning in sever pain while wrapped in layers of bandages. My heart was still hammering painfully inside my rib cage, my lungs were burning from the short terrified breathes I could only manage. My bravery and solid mental strength had finally snapped.
"Does it hurt, Kaylie? Can you hear me?"
Blackness surrounded me all though my eyes remained open, like the reality of my own being was gone. I was trying to find peace in my mind, my world again; trying to re-obtain my grip before I completely lost it. My mind was exhausted but my muscles were wired with adrenaline. For the life of me, I could not see anything out side of my mind.
"Kaylie, are you okay?"
Constant disturbances kept shattering the guard I was trying to recreate to block everything else out. I needed sleep, just a few hours of dreamless sleep.
"Kaylie?"
I needed to get the acid-like terror out of my veins and away from my system, to make it nonexistent to my brain, to block it out.
"Why isn't she responding?" Came another shaky female voice from somewhere out in the blackness.
"S-she's probably in shock." Another voice replied, this time male.
I felt the tension, the fear in the next person to speak, "She was just attacked! Of course she's in shock!" The person's voice lined with franticness and unable to believe.
"Kaylie, can you hear me? Kaylie, I need you to breath normal, all right? Just take a deep breath?"
Their words held no meaning at that moment, it could have been just useless noise to my ears. The bodies that the voices belonged too were blurry so much to the point they were just blotchy colors. Suddenly, I began to see it again. Goosebumps ran across my skin tightly, and my airway constricted; limiting my all ready labored breaths. It's form, somewhat the shape of a man, was blacker than the black around me, and somehow I knew it had come back solely for me. The slow, agonizing steps shock the ground I had fallen on, and the closer it got the more freezing the air would become. My breath was beginning to crystallize in front of me. Out of no where, a spot light shone down, and revealed in gruesome detail it's goat-like head, causing me to inhale to scream. God save me. It reached out to touch me face, which made the scream erupt completely from my throat and I violently hit whatever it was away from me.
"No! No! Stay away from me!" My lungs exhaled and inhaled almost painful gasps of air, as I began sobbing beyond my control.
A pair of warm hands grabbed my face, my eyes adjusted to reality like I had fallen out of some sort of vortex. My eyes were looking directly into Nate's, then I looked around and seen I was in the back of an ambulance, not some desolate place I had felt only moments ago. The rest of my team was standing by the open door, all looking completely shaken. All of which telling me it was true, I had just been severely attacked.