Ria heard Derek's voice but did not acknowledge him instead focusing on the
clutched page of the ancient text from the journal laying by Julia's feet.
Her fingers continued methodically tracing the letters on the page over and
over and sped up as she retraced each curve of the letters bobbing from the
page. A loud cackle rang in her head and a faint picture of the earlier
images filled her mind. Her rotting bloody covered corpse, maggots crawling
on her skin and parts of her body missing. It was strange but the images were
not her, but at the same time they were.
"Ria, are you alright?"
She heard the question but could not shake the disturbing images from her
mind. Her hand began shaking as her pace quickened and she began mumbling
something in a strange dialect under her breath.
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