It was her! Vicky panicked. She held Jiya by the shoulder and asked hurriedly.
"Was her hair red and black that stopped below her butts?"
Jiya shook her head, then nodded. "Yes, her hair…her hair was long. It stood in the air as she glar–glared at me." Jiya felt goosebumps rising on her arms and she shivered.
Vicky's shoulders slumped and her mind went blank. It had been a long time since she last saw the lady in her dreams. I mean, ever since she left the detention center, she had not seen the lady again, so she thought things were good again, until now. Why would she appear in Jiya's dream?
"Vi–Vicky, sh–she left you a message," Jiya said and wiped her tears with the back of her hand. The tears have been blocking her view for too long, she can't see things without her glasses on in the first place. Maybe that was the reason she couldn't see how pale Vicky was right now.
"What did she say?" Vicky's voice suddenly went lower than normal.
