I stumbled into the lab, pale and gasping for breath. I dropped my book and binder on the table and collapsed in my chair. It was her, it had to be, I thought. But if that's true... Who is she? And why was she in my dream? I couldn't think about it anymore, so I tried hard to push it out of my mind. It was my eyes playing tricks on me, that's all. There's no way that a girl I had never seen before could enter my nightmares and show up at school the very next day. But still...
Link automatically seated himself next to me. We were always partnered up in chemistry, and we worked better that way. Both of us were very good at it, and it gave him as much of a thrill as it gave me. But Link could sense that something was different- I wasn't smiling. I always smiled.
"Lyn, you look like you've seen a ghost," He whispered, "You okay?"
I nodded slowly, then shook my head no. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and unclenched my fists I never realized I had tensed. I took a notebook out of my binder and clicked my pen.
"What does the board say?" I asked unemotionally.
"We're doing an experiment on the calorie count in foods." Link quoted, looking from me to the board, then back at me. "What's wrong, sis?"
There was no answer. I clicked my pen again, and began tapping it against my unopened notebook. Our teacher, Mrs. Kahlay, began class and set up the burners and tools, before leaving the classroom. She was rarely there to teach, she merely gave us instruction and left us to our own devices.
"Alright, Laelyn, I'm not doing any more of this experiment until you talk to me," Link demanded. I looked up. When Link used my full name, I knew he meant business. "What happened between now and first hour?" He looked me straight in my eyes, which were a darker shade of green than his own.
"Nothing." I winced at the third lie I had told that day.
"Are you going to tell me or am I going to fail this experiment?" He inquired.
"I just.. had a bad dream last night, that's all. I can't get her- it- out of my head." I explained.
"Is that it? It seems like it's more than that. And who is she?"
"Well... She was trying to hurt me. I don't know why, but I couldn't get away."
"Hmm." He pondered the dream. "Do you remember any specific colors?"
"Just a lot of black. And a smell. I smelled... blood."
"Ah. Well, due to my dream research, the color black warns you to keep confidence, especially in hardships ahead. The smell of blood is a simple warning, but it also means that many things are about to happen to you. I don't know what, but at least now you know." Link had always had a fascination with dreams- it came as no surprise to me that he had memorized most of the meanings they held.
"I guess it did seem like a warning. It was really scary." I felt the sting of tears threatening to trickle down my cheeks. I blinked them back quickly, but not before Link saw them.
"Hey, don't worry. It was just a dream. It's likely that whatever it was warning you about has nothing to do with the girl you saw." He comforted me.
I shook my head. He was wrong about that. I was so sure that the girl I had bumped into was that girl. "You're wrong," I muttered, "I think it has a lot to do with her."
"I think you're wrong."
"Well that's a new one. And how are you so sure?"
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Soryx: The Second Dimension - Book OneFantasy
[Winner of the Mystical Readers Choice Awards, Fantasy] [Highest Ranking: #115 in Science Fiction 03/27/2017, before genre was changed] *** Beckham is the fearful son of a demonhunter, tracking down the most dangerous known demon in the human world...