Andria's POV
"Aria…" Becca called again, but her voice sounded distant, muffled, like someone speaking through a closed door underwater.
I didn't answer, I couldn't. My heartbeat pounded too loudly, drowning everything else out. I turned away from the dining table and walked toward my room, each step heavier than the last.
As soon as I entered, I shut the door behind me.
The moment it clicked shut, my chest tightened.
The air around me thickened, and a sudden charge of strange energy was sweeping me very fast.
My fingers trembled against the wood, my eyes got heavier. "What… what is happening to me?"
A sudden wave crashed over me, consuming my whole being, and sending my head backwards.
I stood still behind the door, my head fixed on the ceiling, the room blurred.
And suddenly everything else dissolved.
I found myself somewhere outside my room. I tried to pinch myself, but I couldn't; this wasn't real.
