Chapter 105. Ghost of the Past

Alicia's POV

Ever since I was kidnapped, I had slept fitfully, always keeping an eye open for when Rita and her minions would come torment me. Not that it would stop her - no - but at least I would be somewhat ready. 

Now that I'm free, I feel a sense of peace steal through me as the hum of the car engine wraps around me. Soon, I feel my eyes close as the movement of the car lulls me to into a deep sleep.

I don't know what wakes me up but the car has stopped and Ash is coming down. I blink repeatedly to remove the vestiges of sleep still clinging to my eyes and cloudy head before I come down from the car as well and take a look around. 

What I see in front of me gives me pause for thought. It's a plane. Ash is standing in front of it shaking a man's hand as he nods to something he's saying. 

He turns to me and beckons for me to come over. My legs feel a little wobbly from being cramped up in the same position for goodness