Violet’s eyes rolled in her head, yet she was still sitting in bed. She was twitching like she was reacting to something. I saw tears begin to trickle from her eyes. My skin went cold, and had goosebumps across it. I did not like what I was seeing.

“Vi” I tried to shake her gently to wake her from what I was assuming could be a vision, but there was no response from her.

Then all of a sudden, there was the most deafening, high-pitched scream coming from her lips, the worst sound imaginable. It sounds in pain, almost a tortured sound. And Violet’s eyes flash open, and they are...