Instead of Alex answering her, he said. "And, another thing, also beware that both of them have the shape of a moon on their waist and the only difference is the color,' He glowed so brightly and then, he started walking with the others following him as well. Mia wanted to run after them and then, suddenly a tornado appeared out of nowhere and carried her away. Mia cried out, calling Alex to help her out of it. However, there was no response. She continued shouting in fear and then, she suddenly heard a cracked voice, laughing hysterically and echoed through the tornado as it kept carrying her. She began to hear a voice.

"Mia, I need your help.' Then, Mia kept turning sideways to know where the voice was coming from and it was dark for Mia to see anything. It was dark, Mia bitterly sobbed and started questioning herself, if this was how she was going to die. Was this what Fate had in store for her and was this how she was going to die miserably. As she kept whirling and shivering. All of a sudden, she heard the woman sobbing silently talking. The surprising part was that she could hear the woman, as if she was using a microphone to talk to her and then, out of nowhere, the woman appeared before her, with a glowing shade of green. This shocked Mia and horrified her so much. 

Where did this woman come from?

The lady had black long hair, wearing a long gown and suddenly she was soaked in blood, her long hair scattered all over her face. And when she looked up and stared at Mia, her left eye changed into that of a snake and she laughed hysterically and then she started talking, shouting on top of her voice, which was echoing all over the place and Mia had to almost close her eyes and then, the woman started crying and the tears that flowed down her face, wasn't tears and rather it was blood. She started talking. "I despise it when my lover John has to go away. My parents constantly try to explain to me how sick he is. That I am lucky to have a brain where all the chemicals flow properly to their destinations like damn rivers. When I complain about how bored I am without a little love to stay with, someone who takes care of me, I'm almost forty years old. They try to make me feel bad by pointing out that his boredom likely far surpasses mine, considering his confinement to a dark room in an institution. I always beg for them to give him one last chance. Of course, they did at first. John has been back home several times, each shorter in duration than the last. Every time without fail, it all starts again. The neighborhood cats with gouged out eyes showing up in his toy chest, dead bodies of pythons, found all over the place and my dad's razors found dropped on the baby slide in the park across the street, my mom's vitamins replaced by bits of dishwasher tablets. My parents are hesitant now, using "last chances" sparingly. They say his disorder makes him charming, makes it easy for him to fake normalcy, and trick the doctors who care for him into thinking he is ready for rehabilitation. That I will just have to put up with my boredom if it means staying safe from him. I hate it when John has to go away. It makes me have to pretend to be good until he is back.' She started crying so hard.

HELP ME

Her voice echoed sharply and it was hurting Mia's heart, that she had to hold her chest with both of her hands. She could feel her sorrow, her pain and Mia cried so badly that she even forgot that she was on top of the air and the tornado was still going on.

All of a sudden, someone out of nowhere drew Mia out of the tornado and she flew out of it, with someone holding her waist and she landed on the rocky and sandy ground, and kept rolling and rolling until she stopped. There were bruises on her face, she tried to get up, but she couldn't get up and slowly opened her eyes only to see a young handsome lad, staring at her and all she could hear was the same words over and over again.

"Can you hear me, if you can hear me, blink three times? Are you okay?' The young man kept saying and little by little, her eyes began to get blurry and she couldn't see him anymore and before she knew it, she had blacked out.

Mia had fainted, she couldn't move her body, but she could hear voices and someone was telling her a story. She couldn't open her eyes to see who that person was and why that person was talking to a sleeping person or rather a dead person.

What was happening? Was she still alive? Was she dead and who was the angel that came to take her soul. What has she done and is she truly dead or is she still dreaming?