Third Person POV

"Nicolette," someone called out. Nicolette jolted awake and opened her eyes to clear blue skies and birds chirping. Nicolette looked around frantically for Malcom, but she saw someone else.

"M-mom?" Nicolette whispered. 500 years. It had been 500 years without her mom and dad. "N-no I can't be dead." She sat up quickly and pushed herself up off of the ground.

"Nicolette, you can't be here," Amelia whispered. From the trees, Nicolette saw her dad. He dropped his things and stared at her.

Tears welled up in Amelia and Derek's eyes as they stared at their daughter. Nicolette was frozen in her spot. If she could speak...