Chapter 143: _ The Strange Dream
The exhaustion finally won, dragging me into a suffocating darkness. Panic chewed at me, but my body was a dead weight.
What started as peaceful sleep morphed into a suffocating nightmare. I was trapped, paralyzed, unable to scream as the blackness pressed in on me.
I knew this feeling. I knew this dream.
I knew what it was. Oh, holy moonlight, what was this force exactly?
A silent scream trapped behind my locked lips escaped from me.
Then, a touch- a feather-light caress on my arm sent a jolt through my paralyzed form. It was followed by another, gliding down my side, igniting a spark of heat where it loitered.
Despite the fear, an unfamiliar awareness bloomed within me. The touch was cold with calloused fingertips leaving a trail of goosebumps erupting on my skin everywhere they touched.
"Ah..." I moaned silently, my head rising higher and higher, and yet, how motionless I was.
As if fueled by my moan, the hand dipped lower, exploring the sensitive skin of my hip. Another choked moan escaped me. It was a sound both involuntary and laced with a yearning I couldn’t place.