"No, mom, dad, stop!"
Isabella's eyes shot open as her own anguished screams reverberated in her ears. The remnants of a haunting nightmare clung to her consciousness, refusing to release their grip even as she found herself back in the waking world.
Gasping for breath, she frantically scanned her surroundings.
A moment of disorientation swept over her as she took in her unfamiliar surroundings.
Releasing her Divinity she instinctively scanned everything.
The room she found herself in was starkly different from the one she knew.
From the intricately adorned ceilings to the unfamiliar walls, everything seemed alien.
Even the bed beneath her felt foreign.
In the Holy Nation, where most rooms near the grand cathedral bore a striking resemblance, Isabella's keen eyes discerned the subtle distinctions that confirmed this was not her accustomed space.
