DEC'S STORY AT LAST!
THE POUNDING OF HER HEART brought her gasping awake in the colorless light. Blinking in confusion, Rori Austin struggled to get her bearings. Where was she? When was she? With vision still wonky from yet another dream, she scanned the room and sagged in relief. She was home. Thank God.
As the normal lightheadedness eased up, she panicked and dove for the notepad lying on the milk crate that acted as a dresser. I have to write it down. Write it down. Write it down. The mantra flowed in her mind like a curse. Write it down.
Scribbling like a crazy person, she wrote everything she could remember. After ten minutes, she ran out of juice and stared at the pad in horror.