Emma was drifting in and out of consciousness and she tried to drag herself to where the phone lay on her kitchen counter. The little kitten scratching at the front door as if wanting to go for help. Avalon began to meow continuously until the door swung open. At that time, Sandra had passed out yet again, blood seeping out of the injury to her head. She then was having the nightmare again.

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