Daisy's POV

　　Amaya had just finished helping me get dressed, and now I had a moment to myself to collect my thoughts.

　　I settled into the chair, my mind drifting back to the dream that had been haunting me.

　　As I sat there, I couldn't shake the feeling that my dream had been trying to tell me something.

　　I have been having the same terrifying dream every night since that fateful night.

　　Someone is always chasing me, their footsteps ...