KAT

I knew he saw it, the burn marks that my fingers left the blanket before I flung it away. I, myself couldn't comprehend what just happened.

"Kat," concern was very evident in my brother's voice. "what dream are you talking about?"

I was busy understanding how I burned the blanket that I couldn't verbalize an answer to my brother. My eyes were glued to my palms asking them what was going on. The onslaught of thoughts flooding my mind made me ...