It was back.

That familiar feeling of helpless as she laid on the bed, unable to move just like before.

Haven's brows furrowed as she trembled slightly.

It couldn't be… she couldn't possibly be back here.

Panic started to wash over Haven as she tried to move. She tried to scream but as usual, no sound left her lips.

She couldn't see a thing because of the darkness and her limps remained unmoving as though they were held in place by invisible chains.

And then she felt it… those cold fingers ...