Jarrod
The raven drops me a good twenty feet from the ground in the courtyard. I tumble naked onto the hard earth and nearly break my bones as I collapse in a heap. The talon of the raven's claw nearly gouges my right eye as it lands on top of me. Suddenly, it is consumed in purple smoke and Rhauk appears, his heavy boot resting on my cheek.
"Did you not believe the old woman, Jarrod? I am not to be defeated," Rhauk cruelly laughs as he presses his boot harder.
"I may not remember it, but I defeated you before... and I shall do it again!" I shout, grasping his ankle with my hand and yanking as hard as I can.
Knocked off balance by my yank, he falls hard on his back. I take this opportunity and throw my body on top of him. My fists pummel against his face, but suddenly his hand is clamped against my throat. My strength is fading at the lack of oxygen.
Thwack! The glinting iron of a shovel comes into view as it crashes over and over against Rhauk's forehead, beating him bloody. With each passing view of the shovel, I see that Rhauk's eyes are glazing as he loses consciousness. I feel Rhauk grow limp, his grip on my neck loosens till it falls with a small thud against the ground. Who is my savior? I think as my eyes travel slowly upward…
Kate
I wake up from the guided hypnosis.
"What did you see my dear?" Jillian asks, resting her fingers against my forehead.
"Jarrod. I, I saved him…" I say slowly still coming out of my reverie.
My phone chirps from my nightstand.
"Jillian can you get-"
But she's already tapping the screen.
"It's Jarrod's parents, Kate. They want us to come to the hospital right away!"