Annabelle’s dream dissolved into an echo of her own scream as she woke abruptly. 

A shadowy figure loomed above her, and her body reacted before her mind could catch up, sending her bolting upright with a sharp gasp. 

Annabelle erupted in a panicked scream that she regretted immediately as it added to her about-to-split-open headache.

Antonia stepped back, lifting her hands in mock apology with a smirk that said she wasn’t the least bit sorry for scaring her. 

Her head pounded as if a hammer were striking against her skull, and her vision swam momentarily before focusing on the face peering down at her with accusatory sharpness.

“You’re sleeping?” Antonia’s...