Victoria's POV
I couldn't help stop thinking about what had happened to me earlier in Oliver's room. No matter how I tried to recall everything, I could still remember everything vividly. And I am sure it was not a dream at all; it was so real. I walked out of my room feeling so excited to see Oliver, and I could still feel the horror as I thought back the blood I found on the hallway and his bedroom floor.
I saw my boyfriend lying unconscious on his bathroom floor while blood covered his body. And I watched the blood dripping from his wounds, and I felt the blood on my hands when I touched his wounds, and I felt the strong energy on my veins. It felt like my entire body was on fire. But the moment Oliver handed me the helmet, I couldn't contain the excitement that I felt, even if I felt so afraid about losing my sanity.
