Chapter -2

The birds chirped as I woke up to the whiff of fresh bacon and scrambled eggs. Reaching out for my phone from the nightstand , I checked it and realised that it was almost noon.

I am a morning person. The dreams made it that way and the first time I had no dreams was last night.

My friends thought it was cool. The dreams and the 'sight' . I could tell the questions of the upcoming exams in my dreams. One of the perks of the 'sight'.

But most of them called me a FREAK.

It hurt. There were sad ones too. I could tell when my parents would be divorced or when my dog Tom died.

Charlie, my brother stayed with Mom and I stayed with Dad.

Dad still loves Mom. I find him crying at night and sobbing.

I never had the guts to comfort him or ask him. Makes me feel guilty. All the time.

I would rather have lived a life not knowing about any of it. Not wanting to go down that road , I put on my earphones and blasted my favourite song - Save your tears by The Weeknd.

Yes, my brain slowly registered my current plight and I was going to look for my sister from another universe. Funny I didn't ask her name. I guess I was really shocked.

I saw her in the kitchen and felt a strange pang in my chest. It wasn't the usual dream deja vu but a heavy feeling.

Maybe I saw her as my sister already?

Unable to figure out this feeling, I figured on finding out about the problem in hand.

I hope she doesn't get offended.

Taking my earphones off I asked," Hey! Ummm...am sorry I forgot to ask your name "

She turned around and said " Oh Lord! You are finally awake " I felt that pang once more.

" I am Zinara Klawoshki. Queen of Seyonara"

and she smiled. That's when I noticed she had this elegance of royalty in every move she made.

Does that make me a princess ? Just thinking about it was hilarious. I couldn't hold my laughter back.

She looked at me indignantly, " You never believed me. Even when we were kids you..."

She turned her face away and I saw her shoulders tense and shake a little.

Was she crying? I didn't mean to hurt her. Why does it hurt me to see her cry?

I don't even know her.

I just went and sat on the dining table as she came with the bacon and scrambled eggs.

Would she cry again if I told her I am a vegetarian and I don't eat eggs?

"Eat. Don't waste. You haven't eaten since yesterday " she said it like a command.

"I actually.." , I tried to explain.

"No. I dont want to hear any of it Natasha. I mean Jennie"

So Natasha was her sister's name.

As I was eating the food I realised she really sucks at cooking.

Why am I not surprised , she was royalty after all.

The next thing was me retching my guts out in the toilet.

Note to self : Never have food made by Royalty.

I was too tired and she looked guilty.

We decided to order food and wait for the food.

" Its alright. Its not your fault. I just don't like eggs or meat "

She tensed up again. Oh God please don't cry or get mad.

She blew her breath out and gave that royalty poker face look.

I could so imitate her right now.

Hiding my smile behind my hand, I asked " So Zinara...."

"Call me Zina. Please."

" Ok. Umm... Zina. Did you send me all the dreams?"

" No Jennie. Just a few. You have the sight . It is based on whom you associate yourself with."

"That explains it. But today I had no dreams"

" I blocked them "

" You what? "

" Look I dont want to scare you. There is gonna be a lot to take in. We will get there step by step. All I can say now is we are under attack and there is no time. "

"But what can I do for you?"

The door bell rings. It must be the pizza.

Why is she walking stealthily and checking?

Oh god I can feel that Eerie feeling. Its worse this time. Blood curdling screams and grunts of some kind of animal, if I just close my eyes I can see. "Don't close your eyes Jennie. If you see them they can see you too. They hunt by the 'sight' ", she whispered.

" We need to leave Jennie . Now."

" I haven't packed Zina"

She took out her Tab and said "No time . Lets go"

It felt like I was falling through an abyss of darkness that enshrouded my soul , just like in my last dream . This time I felt Zina gripping me tighty as we whorled and spiralled down .

I . Want. To. Puke.

We landed on marble floor and I puked in a pot.

A goat bleated in indignation as I had puked on its meal. Seeing Zina, he bowed down to her.

I was a mess.

But Zina was in this beautiful fairytale midnight blue gown that shined with an unearthly glow.

"Welcome to Kingdom Seyonara, Jennie" with a sweet smile.

I need to change my clothes. Even the goat is giving me the stank eye.