Jessie yawned, opening her eyes slowly to deal with all the foreign light that would normally flood her retinas early in the morning, but this time was different. The light wasn't blinding, it wasn't even bright! She rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't seeing things but it was clear she wasn't. Her room was no longer her room, her vanity was gone. The doors that lead to her bathroom and walk in wardrobe weren't there either, the walls as well. Just and endless darkness, where was she? The only things that remained familiar was her the bed she laid on. Pushing the covers away she stepped onto the cold dark floor. She stepped into a shallow pool of water, that seemed to cover the entire ground but her feet didn't feel wet.

She tried to call out for someone, anyone but she herself couldn't hear her voice so she started walking. One step at a time she went further in to the darkness, leaving her bed and the only light source behind. Soon enough, deep in the heart of this dark abyss she felt suffocated by the absolute silence and eerie darkness. She decided to go back to her bed, but she couldn't find it anymore. She was sure she felt light coming from behind her, where was it?! She began to run, her feet slamming into the water and making heavy impacts on the hard floor but making no sounds. She missed her stepped or she thought she did, but she didn't. Her feet passed through the floor and soon the rest of her body followed and she fell. In an instant she jerked awake, looking around she was in her van. In the same blue dress, feeling the same kind of way. Fatigued.

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Her eyes closed slowly, drifting back to sleep until the car made impact with something else and she became alert and awake. She knew what was going to happened, she remembered this! But it was like she was watching her own body move without the ability to stop it. When she called out for the driver it was audible. She reached over to pull open the door. 'Don't do it!'

She pushed it open and stepped out of the bus, her eyes landing on her dead driver with a bullet hole in his head. Before she knew it, this loud sound pushed up from her throat and she opened her mouth to let it out. It was heard, loud and clear. Realising her mistake she struggled to rush back to the van, but it was gone. Instead she was met with three masked clad men, all guilty. The carried guns and her driver was killed with one. Turning around fast on her heels she began to run, but not fast enough, she felt something heavy push her down and before she knew she was struggling beneath the heavy body of one of the men. Her screams were futile, as the sound soon became muffled, was this a dream? If it was why did the smell of the handkerchief invade and burn her nostrils as it did? Why was she struggling to stay awake? Why was the darkness welcoming her again.

Jessie woke up with a gasp. She was panting, sweating. What the hell was that?

"Jessie?" A familiar voice called out to her. Jessie? No one called her by just her name, unless...

She sat up straighter and saw Jason standing in her room with a tray in hand, wearing jeans and a tshirt. She placed her hand on her chest to calm her raging heart, she didn't understand her emotions at the moment. They were everywhere, first a chilling fear gripped her like sharp cold finger at her nape, she was still panting. Her whole body felt so cold yet she was sweating and now Jason just had to come in wearing jeans looking like that.

"Jessie? Are you okay?" Jason asked again, noticing her disheveled state. He walked to her bed and dropped the tray by her night stand. Leaning down he pushed a small strand of her hair stuck on her wet forehead. Her hair was already growing out, it almost fell to her neck.

Jessie looked up at him and nodded, she wanted more than anything to lean into his touch but she couldn't not now. She grabbed his hand and pushed it back. "What are you doing in my room?" She asked.

"Are you still mad?" He asked her slowly.

"What does it matter? I need to freshen up, you need to go." She said, climbing out of her bed.

"I'm having guests today, just thought I should inform you." He said as she walked into her bathroom.

Jessie turned around to look at him. "So stay out of sight, got it. It will be as if I'm not even here." She smiled at him.

Jason sighed. He wanted to say more but now wasn't the time. He nodded and walked out of the room. Jessie bit her lip in guilt. "Not now Jessie you can't crumble and give in. Not now." She said walking into her bathroom.

She didn't spend a lot of time, brushing quickly. She decided to hit the gym quickly and come back to her room. She got into her exercise clothes, long yoga pants and a tank top.

As she entered the gym room she saw someone. "Em? Sensei?" She said excitedly.

The man stopped what he was doing and looked up. "Miss Jessie, you know you don't have to call me that right?" He said.

"No... you're my teacher so I should, besides I like it." She insisted stubbornly. "Do you have time? I was planning on using the bicycles, maybe dancing but since you're here how about a session?"

"Sure thing, I can't exactly say no to you." He laughed.

"Because I'm so pretty?" She winked at him, playfully.

He shook his head. "Because you are my boss' lady."

"Hey! I told you guys to stop calling me that!" She whined. "Jason and I don't have that kind of relationship."

"Sure, you don't." He stated sacarstically.

"Hey, I'm serious!" She huffed.

"Sure, you are" he responded.

"I teach you a lesson" she threatened running to attack him. After what felt like the hundred and first time, Jessie landed on the ground with a loud thud.

"Ahhh" she groaned. "How is this so hard? I didn't even land a single blow. Can't you pretend to even allow me win?" She whined.

He extended his arms and helped her up. She glared at him, and he laughed at her. "I did some judo before but it was never this difficult." She pouted.

"Well it's either you had a terrible teacher or you were just completely hopeless." He said.

"You're mean."

"I'm honest, I have to go now. See you tomorrow miss Jessie." He bowed and walked away.

Jessie looked up at the clock in the gym, 11:27.

"Oh my!" She gasped. Grabbing her water bottle she dashed out of the gym hoping Jason guests hadn't arrived. She walked cautiously but she wasn't so lucky, when she heard voices she froze. They were here, and taking a tour apparently. Two women walked towards her, but the looking everywhere but ahead, thankfully. Jessie brows furrowed, 'Patricia? What the hell was she doing here?!'

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"What the hell is she even doing here in the first place!" She whisper yelled.

"I told you that I was having visitors, the question is why are you outside?" He replied.

"I thought I had time, you didn't tell me when they were coming."

"Well how could I when you were so eager to kick me out your room this morning."

"Still, how could you bring Patricia here! To your house, when I'm here!" She said forcefully.