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As Jewel Seymour crawled into bed with exhaustion taken a toll on her youthful body, no sooner did her head hit the pillow than the dreams begin to emerge. She dreamed of a land of beauty; a tropical island beach in the Caribbean with serene, white sands. While walking along the beach, Jewel could smell the ocean seawater and feel the humidity that comes with it. The setting sun felt warm on her face. Her thoughts were of peace and harmony, although it was soon interrupted by the figure of a young girl nearing her. Jewel was certain she recognized the young girl as Elizabeth, but this only alarmed her. Jewel's smile quickly disappeared. A thick fog coming off the ocean seemed to creep up over her feet, soon covering her knees. Once the fog enveloped the entire lower half of her body, Jewel experienced a renewed sense of fear, which she hadn't felt since she was a child. The approaching girl was no more than sixteen. Once Elizabeth was about three feet away, she opened her mouth to let a swarm of flies pour out of it. Jewel instinctively raised her arms to avoid the teeming insects and shielded her face, which action she mimicked in her sleep. She woke up with a start. Gasping for air, as though she were drowning in the ocean, her heart racing, beads of sweat pearled across her forehead. Jewel knew that this dream was another premonition of what was to come. Jewel sat up in bed and turned on the night lamp. She threw a glance at the alarm clock. Two-thirty in the morning! This was not a good night's rest. She turned off the light, trying to go back to sleep. At the age of thirty-one, Jewel felt that her nightmares should have been a thing of the past, but apparently they weren't. She was very aware that she had her own secret weapon, however. Yes, a secret weapon that would help save yet another young girl's life. With that thought, Jewel tried to focus on saving lives. She also knew that the dream was a premonition of yet more murders, for the spirit world usually warned her of what was to come. Thoughts of impending doom were on her mind, but with determination, Jewel brought her thoughts back to the serene scene of beaches before she finally surrendered to sleep once again.
|Publisher:||M. J. Davis|
|Product dimensions:||6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.53(d)|