"No. That's impossible. I saw you. I felt you..." I stumbled back in a hurried manner. My knees threatened to give way but I stood still regardless as I clutched my chest.

My mind reeled as the scene of Khalid's lifeless body replayed against my will in my head. The feeling of his hair between my hands when I held his head, the sound of his neck snapping, and the loud thud when the weight of his body met the floor. Had I imagined it? Misread the signs?

“You’re alive?" The words weakly ...