It wasn't just a bird. It was a damn phoenix with claws so long they could rip her open. It flew fast, wild, like it had only one goal...to tear her apart.
Angela ran.
The forest was the only place to hide. Maybe the bird wouldn't fit between the trees. Maybe it would lose her in the dark.
She didn't know. She just ran, her legs shaking, her heart pounding like it would explode.
What the hell was happening to her? Was Hiro messing with her head? Was she stuck in his mind, or was he stuck in hers?
She had no answers. She wished Stales was close. He would've known what to do. But he wasn't here. No one was. Just her. Alone. Running like a mad dog.
The forest was creepy. The kind that made your skin crawl. Animal sounds echoed from all directions. She didn't care. She would rather face wolves than that firebird chasing her.
She spotted a big tree and pressed herself behind it, trying to catch her breath. Her chest ached. Her hands shook.
