Am I having a clear prophetic vision without being asleep? or is this just my imagination running wild?
There was a small chair in front of the Alpha's bed which I rested my butts on. I was physically and emotionally stressed and needed to rest a little, especially now that the prophetic scene refused to disappear from my brain cells.
After trying so many ways to push it away, I have come to understand that no matter how I hard try to make it stop, it would keep on going like a movie.
I saw that the Alpha was coughing out profusely, his eyes red and watery, his temperature high and his pulse slower. The noisy expulsion of air from his lungs made his breath shallow, causing an alarm.
"Water, water!" Nana screamed in panic.
The Alpha was given some water from a transparent bottle which he gulped down in seconds.
He inhaled quickly and exhaled slowly.
