True to my visions, I had not gotten outside until I had been pulled into a corner. I did not struggle. This was it. Security guards passed the dark alcove, not lit by the artificial light that was dotted around the cark corridors. Smoke filled the air, but I was not afraid.

"Quick. I don't have time to explain." Dr Samuel pulled out a set of clothes and shoes, proper shoes. I knew instantly that they were not what I had been used to, nor clothes I would have chosen, but well, I didn't really have a choice now, did I? "Put these on." I pulled on the clothes over my gown, saying nothing. Once I was dressed, he stared at me for the briefest second. I wondered why he kept on staring, before he lead me down the corridor and through a door. We were heading deeper into the building, which made no sense. There was a fire. Why would we stay here? We would die. The flames were spreading rapidly now, the burning smell almost choking me. We stopped at the window, one I recognised.

"You're special. Very special." It was my turn to stare as he feverishly gave me a boot up and out of the window. It was a tight squeeze, but I managed to crawl through to the higher grassy ground. I turned back to Dr Samuel to offer him a hand, but he was just shouting at me over the roar of the fire. "Go far, far away. As far as possible. That is the only advice I can offer you." It had never really struck me that Dr Samuels wore an odd bracelet. It was made of woven leather and wood, pieces of ivory entwined between. He wiped his face, his hands smudging the soot on his face. "I wish you luck." He closed the window.

Selective memory.

Selective visions.

Sometimes, things worked both ways. "No!" I was screaming, as a loud crash resounded. "NO!" Why would he do that? Did he know something I didn't? Why would anyone do that? Why would they save a life, and risk their own? I didn't know if I could do that. "No!" What I did know was that I was not the kind of girl let people die for me. I tried to pry the window open, but he had sealed it shut. It would not budge. My fingers bled, but I didn't care. Still the windows didn't budge.

I sat and cried, stumbling along the woods, mourning the death of a man I had known for a few hours. Why would he do that, why would he- I looked up. I was lost, lost in this jungle. There were shouts from far far away, and I froze, turning around. It was the sound of joy. Every cell in my body told me so.

Throb.

Blurred smiling faces. Four of them.

Throb.

Me and Jasper and three of those people.

Throb.

My breath hitched at this image. It was...beautiful. It was heaven, I was sure of it. This was my happily ever after.

These images were different, less sharp. I couldn't make out details, only that in those pictures, I was happy. No, Jasper and I were happy. Caught up in the moment, I crashed back down to earth, as soon as the shouts faded away, and I ran. Ran and ran towards my happy ending. I ran until my lungs burnt and my legs could run no longer. The voices had faded away now, but I was on a path. It wasn't a formal path, just a worn away dirt one. I could tell that many people had been here before. It didn't take a lot of imagination to why those people I had seen were here. Holiday.

I looked up at the bare trees, revelling in the crunch of red leaves under my one-size-too big trainers. Crunch, crunch, crunch. I didn't remember ever feeling this free, this happy. It was a nice feeling, like all happy feeling were. I skipped along the path. I couldn't remember my childhood, so I'd enjoy it now. The end of the path lead to me a large gravelly square.

Interesting.

There were many families here. My heart ached a little as I remembered that vision of happiness. The six of us. I liked that. Humming as I passed the caravans and campers, I skipped in and out of the people, trying to catch glimpses of the same people I had seen in my vision. And then I saw it. He was jaw dropping. Gorgeous. Nothing compared to my Jasper, but still. I was a girl after all – I had both hormones and eyes. Then the other boy joined him. If I didn't have Jasper, I would have fainted.

Yum yum.

They were obviously related, both having the same kind of pallor. My head throbbed and my vision sharpened.

I took another step towards them, but another throb halted me mid-step. A new vision now. It had changed. The future had changed. The detail was still there, but Jasper had vanished.

I stopped, taking one last longing look at the drool and a bit worthy pair. Without Jasper, there was no happily ever after. I was sure of that, even though I had never met him.

I took one step back and my head throbbed once more. Another flash. Jasper was back, and he was smiling too.

It was the image of his lips, pulled into a grin, his golden eyes shining with happiness that I fell asleep to, under the stars.