I stir, my eyes squint, desperately searching for the filtered sunlight drifting in that I would normally wake to. An inevitable dread grew, as I'm unable to find it. I shift my attention to a glimmer of light that caught the corner of my eye. I ease myself up, edging toward it. I cautiously sweep my legs before taking steps, hands out in front of me so as not to trip, or walk into anything. I found the pathway to be surprisingly clear. My hands search a door, to my disappointment, I find no door handle on this side. I put my back against the door, and slide down it to sit on the floor. My hope fading like the dim light that leaks through the the slender gap between the door and it's solid frame. The sudden stench of dampness became apparent as I sank to the floor. I continued to sniff, my nose was unpleasantly greeted by a smell I'd grown used to many years ago. A smell that can never be forgotten: Death. My eyes water, as my brain recalls every moment of my past, where I'd smelled the distinctive malodorous rot of flesh, including that of my mother's.

It was apparent, I wasn't alone in this room, but my predecessors had met a fate I felt I'd soon be destined to share. The last thing I remember, was Faith (replaced by Tia) wrapping her arms around me, telling me she'd never leave me again. A confused look plasters my face, as I sit in the darkness, amongst the dead bodies, pondering the possibilities. A hostile conflict starts to dwell in my head. /Was it Faith?/ It couldn't possibly be Faith, she would never hurt me./ She's been dark before, maybe the curse caused something to go wrong? / But she loves me./ My hands hold and caress both my temples as I can't seem to escape these turmoil-filled thoughts. The silence is interrupted by the sure sound of a crow squawking. I sink lower inside, knowing what it is the crow symbolizes. My thoughts spiral deeper into sadness. I think that I am going to die here, in this room, where none of my family are able to find my body to lay me to rest. Not my mom (Michaella), my girls (A.J. & Sophia), nor Faith, if she wasn't the one who put me here.

I press my hands to the icy cold concrete floor, hell, maybe not even my sister, Bo and her trusted Sidekick, Kenzi could save the day this time. Something scurries over my hand. In a flurry of panic, I scoot across the floor, toward the corner, my body stops suddenly, hitting an obstacle. I close my eyes, dreading the thought of what it could be. I take a deep breath, trying to calm the panic, slowly working up the courage to reach back to investigate the mysterious object. My heartbeat quickens and my stomach lurches into my throat as I realize it's a body, not long dead, with a gaping, bloody wound still oozing. Horrified, I climb over the body, I accidentally put my blood-soaked hands to my face to cover my eyes. I sit in the false safety of the corner rocking in fear, repeating the words -This is all just a dream-. Tapping the sides of my head, trying to "wake up".

In my current mindset, Terrence's image appears. He leans forward, whispering in my ear. /I'm coming for you Alexia, there is no plane big enough, in any dimension, to keep me from you/. His hand reaches out from the beyond, grasping for my hair, A cold shiver runs down my spine. I swat at the phantom image with both hands, crying, screaming. I yell out in utter fear -Stay away from me!- I clumsily scramble to my feet, but fail, coming down hard sideways. I hit my head against the wall, then again on the cold, hard floor. Everything goes dark. Like the room around me, my thoughts, my senses, and my body suddenly go lifeless, as I lay there unconscious, bleeding from gashes on my forehead/side of my head.