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My first story, I will continue, If you'll like it. So please review and let me know what do you think :)

By the time her father was away in business trip in New York, she was staying for three days, with her aunt and cousin in Beacon Hills. Alexa's father was older brother of Lydia's mom, Cynthia Martin.

It was actually first time in two years since she visited them, so it was great adventure, she thought. Alexa O'Grady is finally somewhere else than in San Francisco! Yay! Beacon Hills, that would be nice rest, almost like a vacation, from great big San Francisco.

Those two years, they were… hard. Why? Exactly two years ago from this day it began. Nightmares, hallucinations, waking up only with scream, and those voices in her head. Her father did his best, but he was alone for it, and only thing that would helped her was to gave her to some kind of asylum, where she spend year and half in there. And after that year she did learn a lot from someone she met there, but she couldn't say that to anyone. She promised not to tell anyone what she knows. Her condition was better and better every day and after six months she was not anymore the crazy one. She fanally got realesed from Asylum.

When she went from crazy house, the world was for her different than before, dangerous and dark. The whole new world for her, because now she knows, she knows what it is in hiding in shadows. She knows that almost every creature is living between humans, and they have no clue about that, no clue about supernatural that is happening in front of their eyes. They are blind to this world. And Alexa would do anything to be blind like the others, but she couldn't. She is one of them, worse she couldn't tell anyone, at least the truth helped her from crazy house, she finally know what the hell she is.

Now she had just a lot of pills, happy pills. Those who can control it, that she didn't have to hear those voices anymore, just shut it down and be happy. Her life was almost normal. Not for a long time.

She was happy to finally reunite with her only cousin Lydia; they looked almost like sisters. Atleast almost everyone said that when they saw them together. Alexa had long straight copper hair and bright green eyes. They hadn't see each other for two years and Lydia was in her eyes more beautiful than ever. Perfect strawberry blond, seventeen years old, doll. When Lydia saw her clothes, and clearly was shocked, she didn't say anything. She was so nice to her the whole visit. Maybe it was because she was in crazy house for almost two years, Alexa didn't care she was happy.

Her last day in Beacon Hills was great. Lydia kiddnaped her in the morning, without telling where they are going. Morning spent in Starbucks, rest of the day in shopping centre; Lydia refused to let her go without brand new clothes. Because like she said "You can't dress like you were still in year 2008! Do you even know what dress is?" That must be remark about her still wearing jeans not skirts and definetely not a dress, she was not that girly like Lydia. But her cousin decided to change her style, completely, and Alexa let her do everything, agreed on everything. They were having fun all day, they even met Allison, Lydia's best friend. She seemed like a nice person, she was really nice, maybe too much? Well Lydia definitely told her everything about crazy cousin in town.

After long day in BH shopping centre, they arrived home when was already a night and the moon with stars were the only thing on the sky.

Alexa was exhausted, she even refused eating dinner, shopping with Lydia was really a test of how much you can stand without your feet fell off. She fell asleep literally the second her head touched soft pillow in her bed in guest room.

She had a dream, more like a nightmare. But she didn't know it was vision of what is happening in reality.

Airplane from Sunshine Airlines, flew his usual trace from New York to San Francisco.

Brown haired passenger, who was reading a book, situated in seat 25B, checked his silver watch for time. Time froze at 08:57.

"What the hell?" he cursed out loud.

Steward, who was near, asks if the brown haired man, wants anything.

"Yes, could you please tell me, what time is it? My watch refused to tell me," said man with a chuckle.

Steward smiled, lifted his left hand and say: "It's 08:53, sir."

"Okay, thank you,"passenger seemed confused by this answer, but suddenly he looks scared, like he would realized something.

And then, Airplane got into strong turbulence. Yellow masks popped from the ceiling and a lot of people screamed. The engines with whole electricity in plane, stopped working. Airplane was falling towards the earth.

It crashed exactly in 08:55. Last survivor, passenger who asked about time, died exactly in 08:57.

She woke up covered in sweat, with scream. Almost fell from her bed in guest room. Firstly confused where the hell she woke up. Is she still in Asylum? Then remembered. No she is visiting her only relatives.

Lydia was in the room seconds later, trying to calm Alex.

"It was just a nightmare, no plane is crashing," Lydia said .

"What? I didn't tell you what was it."

"I saw…" Lydia tried to said something, pale as ghost.

"What time is it?" Alexa shouted at her cousin.

"What?"

"What time is it?"

"I...oh It's 8:58 am," answered Lydia quietly.

Alexa's heart skipped few beats, the world went dark. Sharp sting went through her whole body, when she realize it. The worst possible nightmare, was not just a dream.

William O'Grady, father of Alexa, was passenger in seat 25B.