Chapter 6. You Need His Help

Amelia's POV

"Run! Run! Run, Amelia! Go!", the memories were stuck in my brain as I pictured it in my head like it was just yesterday.

I whimpered as I sat with my knees up against my chest in this dark infinity room. It had no walls. No affection, nothing!

"Amelia!", a very concerned and demanding voice called.

It kept disturbing me as I moved my head vigorously to get the sound out of my head. The call was killing me. It was disturbing my peace. Why can't 'they' just leave me alone?!

Suddenly, my eyes opened and I stared at the yellow roof of my tent.

It was a dream. It was all a dream.

I sat up and cleaned the beads of sweat on my forehead with my hand.

"Amelia!", the call came again and I recognized it instantly. Joanna.

She is probably the one whose voice I had heard in my dream just now.

I stood up, bending my back a little, so my head won't touch the roof of the tenth.

I pulled at my zipper; opened the door of