Elsie's pov

It was the same dream that had been haunting her for days now. She could never remember the woman's face, but the fear was always vivid and real.

Elsie lay back down, staring at the ceiling, trying to calm her racing heart. She replayed the dream in her mind. She had been walking through a dense forest, the trees closing in around her. The air had been thick with fog, and the silence was oppressive. Then, out of nowhere, the strange woman had appeared, her presence menacing and dark.

Elsie had run, branches scraping her arms and face, but no matter how fast she moved, the woman was...