That night, she thought that she would have a soundless sleep but heavens proved her otherwise.
Sonia dreams, but not all the time, but when she dreams, the dreams vary. But never once, at least after turning ten years old did she experienced a nightmare. And yet as she panted and heaved, around 3 am, just five hours after going to bed alone, her complexion was so bad, so pale and her eyes flickering with so much anger, she felt like bashing someone.
What could have happened for her to react that way?
To understand better, time would be rewound to the time that she finally fell into dreamland, thinking that she was going to have a beautiful dream since she had taken down the greatest villain in her life, at least for now. But who knew that there was something prepared for her that took her unaware?
Sonia found herself as a spirit, the kind that no one could see and yet she could see everyone and everything happening around her.
