8. A dream or a prophecy

JADE

I was running, running so fast. My feets dug deep into the wet, black soil as I sprinted through what seemed like a very dark forest.

I stumbled upon shrubs, branches and tall grasses on my way and I had so many cuts and bruises from them.

But I just had to run as fast as I could. Someone was chasing me. Someone that wanted me to kill me. The unknown murderer was angry, blood thirsty and revengeful.

My heart drummed in my ears and my body was going weak from exhaustion.

I ran so fast but I accidentally stumbled over a branch and fell flat to the ground.

I raised my eyes up and right before me was Raffaele, a murderous intent glaring in his eyes for me.

His gun was pointed right at my head but before he could pull the trigger, Luciano came out from nowhere and tackled him to the ground. I watched them fight to death until the sound of a gunshot blasted through my earwalls.

All the blood drained from my face that instant and pain overwhelmed me. Raffaele had shot Luciano rig