Dreamreader

Life for Grace Maddox was a series of the same ol' same ol'.
Until she flipped over the handlebars of her bike on the way home from work and ended up with a concussion.
That's when the dreams began.
Until she flipped over the handlebars of her bike on the way home from work and ended up with a concussion.
That's when the dreams began.
Life for Grace Maddox was a series of the same ol’ same ol’ until she flipped over the handlebars of her bike on the way home from work and ended up with a concussion.
That’s when the dreams began.
Quiet dreams. Shimmering dreams. Cold dreams. Dreams of water… always water… a deep pool of water… a waterfall…
And something in the water, at the bottom of the pool.
A dead body with her face.
That’s when Grace would wake up screaming.
Of course, they were just dreams, probably brought on by the concussion…right?
Or could they be a warning?