Horrible images go through my mind. Cruel images that can't be true. Something is trying to manipulate me!
But what? I am vaguely aware of someone calling my name, but maybe it's my imagination..
I stare at her body. She must be dead. I decide to do what I should have done long ago. I reach in and kiss her body. Overcome with sadness, I rush off to help the others.
I suddenly feel a hand grab my ankle and it pull me to the floor. Turning onto my back, I shuffle away, but a ghost comes and pins me down. "Help!" "Alex!" I run towards her. "Get off her!"
"Even if she is dead, why would you leave her there?" I check her pulse, and get nothing. Putting my ear close to her chest, I can hear a very faint heartbeat.
"Good news, she's alive. Bad news, she seems to be unconscious. Even worse news, she may never wake up."
"What? Shocked?" I put my hands on my hips. "I'll do all I can to help her, but in the end, the battle is hers to fight. She has an evil spirit stick in here." I tap her head. "One that can only be overcome by facing your fears."