239 The Greater Insult

The Valkyrie kicked Ashleigh in the chest, sending her flying backward. Ashleigh hit the ground with a sickening thud and a groan of pain. The Valkyrie took a step forward and raised her sword high in the air, bringing it back down with force.

“AAAHHHH!” Ashleigh screamed out as the sword pierced through her chest. With a sputtering cough, she turned her head, gasping for air.

“Caleb…” she whispered through a mouth full of blood.

Caleb sprung forward in his bed, taking deep painful breaths.

“Dream…. It was a dream…” he whispered to himself as he tried to shake away the feeling of her death before his eyes.

He got out of bed and went into the bathroom to wash his face. He stared into the mirror, the dark circles under his eyes served as proof of how well he had slept.

Nightmares, a feeling of fear and paranoia. In the three days that had passed since Ashleigh had gone missing, Caleb wasn’t sure if he had gotten more than a couple of hours of sleep.