Curse Breaker by J. T. Bishop

Author:J. T. Bishop [Bishop, J. T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: alien, contact, fiction, suspense, extraterrestrial, encounters, series, romance, female, protagonist, murder, paranoraml, books, for, Kindle, paranormal, boxset, psychic, strong, characters, red-line, supernatural, telepathy
Publisher: Eudoran Press LLC
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

SMOKE FILLED HER lungs and burned her throat. The thick air and the sharp smell of burning wire, wood, and plastic made her head throb and her eyes water. Searching the rooms, she checked every corner, but she was lost in a burning haze of hell. The flames danced and intensified, igniting the curtains and furniture. The ceiling began to crumble and the floor began to melt beneath her feet. Desperate, she lunged for the door, eager to escape. Reaching it, she grabbed the knob with outstretched fingers. The door opened and she saw Max, barking at her. Fresh air rushed in and she inhaled, frantic to rid her lungs of the acrid smoke. Mere steps from freedom, her exit was halted when a heavy, cloying cloth draped over her face. Her sight went dark and the sound and the smell of the fire was muffled. She sought to free herself but was yanked from behind and pulled back into the spitting inferno. Mustering her last bit of strength, she used her last breath to scream.

Gillian’s eyelids shot open. They darted around, expecting to see smoke and fire, but she saw only her quiet hospital room. Her heart thumped, and she blinked to clear her eyes. The room was empty other than the furniture and the medical equipment next to her bed. The dream fading, her heart began to slow, and she adjusted to her surroundings. Listening, she heard only the subdued murmurings of conversations in the hallway and the soft footfalls of people walking by her door. As she studied the room, she saw her IV stand beside her and the window, where partially open blinds allowed soft sunlight to drift in. She was alone, but she remembered Grayson sitting with her earlier. A vague memory reminded her that he was likely with Cooper. She had no idea what time it was. Seeing a clock on the wall, she saw it was almost 4 pm. After all she’d been through that day, she couldn’t believe that it was still afternoon. She felt like she’d slept twenty-four hours.

Moving slowly, she pushed up and looked for the controls to raise her position in the bed. Seeing the water jug on a tray, she reached for it despite her achy muscles and took a long draw from the straw. Her lungs felt like she’d been breathing sand, but she could inhale and exhale with ease. She thought back to that morning and visions of Cooper’s burning house flashed in her head. Her mind clearing, she shivered, recalling the popping glass and wood, the heated air, the billowing smoke, her search for Max, her yelling when she…

She froze mid-breath, holding her water jug. Staring off, she recalled searching for Max and finding him, but then something had covered her face. Her stomach dropped. Someone had been in the house. Whoever it was had draped something over her face. She’d been pulled backward, and she’d fought to free herself, but the unknown assailant had tightened his grip, and she’d fallen.

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