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Prevously on Haunted Sight - "Good to see your awake." I let out a sigh of relief when I heard Jordan's voice, but the relief soon left me when I realised something wasn't right. There was something in his voice that sounded off, and as I turned toward him, I let out a scream. It wasn't Parrish, it was Peter. This can't be happening! I thought, now realizing I was back in the Hale House again. Peter gave a creepy smile as his blue eyes flashed toward me, and I gasped in fear. He looked exactly the same as when I found him, covered in burns from the Hale fire that started years before. Suddenly I watched in horror as Peter began to transform into a black wolf in front of me.
I tried to move, but my legs wouldn't budge, and as Peter's hard cold blue eyes stared at me, I screamed as he lunged toward me aiming for my throat. "Lydia, Lydia!" I stopped and looked around in fear until I realized that I was in Scott's house lying down on a couch. Scott and Stiles were next to me looking worried. "What's going on with you?" Scott asked. I didn't answer and began shaking in terror. "What the hell is happening to me?"
Mrs. McCall turned her head toward me looking at me with concerned brown eyes. "What exatly has been going on?" She asked as I drew myself to a sitting position on the couch and she sat down next to me. "Are you okay?" I shook my head and began shaking in fear as thoughts of Peter attacking me flashed through my mind. "I-I've been seeing things." I said softly. "What kind of things?" Mrs. McCall asked. I drew in a deep breath and replied, "I've been seeing things."
"What kind of things sweetheart?" I hesitated and began shaking again. What was I going to say? Should I tell them the truth? I was a complete nervous wreck. "Lydia please, it's important." Scott said gently. "You have to tell us please." I drew in a deep breath and replied in a terrified murmur, "I've been these weird visions that seem real, but they aren't." "What do you mean?" Stiles asked.
"Before I woke up, I saw myself in the Hale House," I began shivering in fear again as I went on, I thought I heard Jordan's voice, until I realised it was Peter. He transformed into a wolf and attacked me." As I noticed the look on all their faces and began explaining about Eichen House. "I don't know for sure, but I have a feeling Brunski's alive."
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Chapter 4 - Parasomnia
{Lydia's POV}
Everything in the room suddenly grew quiet and I could feel their eyes on me as I looked away at the mess of shattered glass on the floor. "Brunski alive?" Stiles asked in disbelief as I could hear the shakiness in his voice. "Are you sure?" I nodded slowly and drew in a deep breath. "In the last vision I had, I thought I was talking to Aiden, but it turned out to be Brunski. I don't know if the visions I've been having of Eichen House are real or not though. I mean, they seem real enough, but they not be." "Maybe you should confide this to your mom." Mrs. McCall suggested as I shook my head. "She doesn't understand the Supernatural world." I said trying to keep myself calm. "She doesn't even know that I'm a Banshee." "Maybe it's time you finally told her sweetie." I felt Mrs. McCall place a gentle hand on my shoulder and I felt a sense of relief wash over me as I began to calm down.
Later that day once I was home, I flopped down onto my bed and only one thought was raging through my mind, what was going to happen once I told mom the truth about what was really going on? Would she be able to accept it? Accept me for what I really was? It wasn't my fault that ths was happening. I never asked to become a supernatural creature, much less a creature of death I might add. I let out a deep sigh and felt my body shudder as I shifted on the bed and before I knew it I was drifting off into a deep sleep. At first it was peaceful, nothing but good thoughts and dreams filled my head. Thoughts about graduation, moving out and getting my own place, and then my thoughts turned to Jackson then to Aiden, then to Parrish.
Suddenly the dreams began to change and flashes of death filled my head, as I saw visions of my friends lying dead, and I now found myself alone in the darkened forest surrounded by the Nemeton, with a group of kids, teenagers like us standing before me looking almost like monsterous zombies. What the hell is going on? I wondered in horror. Is this really happening? Am I still dreaming? I gasped in terror as I noticed the group of kids all turning their monsterous eyes toward me and now began walking toward me. Wake up Lydia! I cried out in my head. Wake up!
{BANSHEE SCREAM}
Suddenly everything around me began to shift as I now saw three Three figures in long coats and odd, steampunk clothing, with weird masks on their faces approaching me. They seem to be slightly out of phase with reality, their bodies seemed to blur and there is a strange clicking noise coming from them that sounds like a metallic insect. As they grew closer toward me, I noticed one of them holding out a large needle as they continued to blur and the clicking noise began to grow louder and more intense as I managed to finally snap myself out of the nightmare, and much to my complete and utter horror I saw myself looking up at the same three figures before me. Somehow, someway they had managed to get into my room without my lack of knowledge.
I opened my mouth to try to scream out, but another hand grabbed my mouth to silence me, and I know found myself looking up at another face I hadn't seen before. It was a teenage boy with dark brown hair and brown eyes staring down at me. "Don't even try it Banshee." He said softly. "Just stay still and don't move." I felt a surge of terror rush through me and stabs of pain as well as I looked down and saw that the three blurring figures were cutting into my body like an autopsey being performed on a person who was dead, but I was alive, and it was painful beyond anything I had ever felt in my entire life. short rapid breaths passed through my body as I began to panic, and fresh rounds of pain coursed through my body as I felt them tearing into my bones now.
I finally maganed to let out a scream of agony, and even as I did I suddenly now found myself staring up at my mom's worried face. "Sweetheart what is it? What's wrong?" She asked in deep concern. I didn't say anything, just shook my head in response and felt tears blurring my vision as I lifted my head up to look down at my body, and saw nothing. No open wounds, or pain. I was normal again. At least as normal as I could be anyway, but I was still shaken up. Who were those people? What did they want with me?
"Lydia, I can't help what's going on if you don't talk to me." Mom said gently as I sat up slowly with small waves of nausia plauging me. I drew in a deep breath and thought of what Mrs. McCall had suggested about finally telling mom the truth about everything. Can I really tell her? I thought. What if I do and she somehow ends up hurt or killed? It will be all my fault. My body shook with fear and as I let out a shuddering breath and said, "Mom, there's something I need to tell you. Something I should've told you a long time ago, but I was too scared." "What is it baby?" "It's about the supernatural and what I really am."
TOO BE CONTINUED...Poor Lydia :( Will she be able to finally figure out what's really happening to her powers? Who are these strange people cutting into her? Was it all another hallucination? were they really there? Will her mom be able to accept the truth about what's really going on? Tune into the next chapter to find out. Chapter 5 will be coming soon! Hope you enjoyed and as always please review!
