Chapter 98

~Avery's POV~ And then came the scream again. This time it was louder, it was deadlier. Natasha's eyes shut close once more and she squeezed herself as far into the railing as she could. What was happening? Why was I seeing all of this? I rubbed her knee with my hand, trying my best to calm her. My heart was racing in my chest. Was this a dream? She's sitting right there, terrified. Five-year-old Natasha. I looked past her and up the stairs, seeing a light shining from the left side of the hall. It wasn't a lamp. This light moves in waves. Holy shit, it wasn't light, it was fire. I quickly stood and ran past Natasha up the stairs. But before I could reach further, I felt a small hand grab onto mine. I turned around and saw her big eyes staring up at me. She was trembling. Her entire little body was trembling in fear. Her hand shook as held on as tight as she could. ”You can't go up there,” She said in the most broken voice I had ever heard. ”Sweetheart I'm only going upp there quickly