When I came to, I was under the water. I clawed at the sides of the tub and managed to find enough strength to pull myself up. I coughed and gagged, trying to empty my lungs of water. A moment later, there was a knock on the door.

"Chrystal?" came Sebastian's voice. "What happened? Are you alright?"

I tried to answer, but all I managed was to cough up more water.

The bathroom door opened, and I hugged the side of the tub as I looked up to see Sebastian standing in the doorway. I opened my mouth to speak, but only proceeded to cough again, and sneeze at the feeling of water in my nose.

When my eyes opened again, Sebastian was knelt beside the tub, not bothering to hide his concern from me.

Before I could say anything, he grabbed a bottle of shampoo and began to wash my hair for me. I felt my cheeks heat up, but I let him continue, knowing I didn't have the strength to push him away or wash my hair on my own.

Once he was finished scrubbing my head, he stood and turned on the shower, knowing I wouldn't move away from the wall of the tub. He used the water that was falling to rinse my hair, then turned it off and drained the tub. Once it was empty, he wrapped a soft towel around me and carried me to the bedroom. I didn't even breathe until I was sat on the bed again.

"Thank you," I whispered after a moment.

He gave me a worried smile. "Another vision, I assume?" Sebastian asked softly.

I nodded.

"Can you tell me what you saw?"

I took a deep breath in, then quietly said, "Jasmine."

"What about Jasmine?" Sebastian pressed.

I felt my eyes water. "Someone killed her. A demon, I think. All I saw was a large man kill her without a second thought."

Sebastian was quiet.

"I didn't see where it happened, but it was very similar to my nightmare. The way she was killed was the same, but the person was different this time."

"If that's the case, I think she's safe for now. She just cannot return to your manor."

I stared at him for a moment before my brain slowly started to think. The nightmare had taken place at the mansion, and the only thing different about this vision was definitely the person.

"I do not know why, but your visions are clearly focusing on her. That must mean she is the only one of them in this type of danger. And because your visions seem to be taking place at your home, it seems the best way to keep her safe is to keep her from returning there until this whole mess is resolved."

I nodded, feeling my fist clench weakly around the towel.

"Well," Sebastian said after a moment, "lunch is ready, if you'd like to eat. Or if you feel you need to stay up here and rest, you can do that."

"I don't want to sleep. I'll come eat."

He smiled. "Can you get dressed on your own? I know you're very weak right now..."

I nodded. "I'll manage. Thanks."

Sebastian waved off my gratitude. "I'll wait outside and help you get downstairs." And with that, he left the room.

Once the door was closed, I slowly stood on shaking legs. I held onto the bed, trying to stay standing as I waited for the wobbling to stop. Once it did, I sighed in relief and removed the towel from around me, then turned to my clothes and got dressed. I dried my hair the best I could with the towel, then grabbed a hair tie out of my purse and pulled my hair back into a ponytail.

Once I was finished, I looked to the door that was across the room. I had been able to remain standing and dress myself. Surely I could make it the few steps to the door, then Sebastian would help me down the stairs.

I suddenly shook my head and punched the bed in annoyance. I hated this! I didn't want to live like this! I was strong. I was capable of defending myself. I knew how to fight. But I couldn't do anything but lay in bed because of these stupid visions. I'm eighteen. I shouldn't be wondering if I can walk a few steps.

I felt tears burning my eyes, but I willed them away. I didn't want to cry. I couldn't change my life. I was beginning to believe I couldn't change anything.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my mind. There was no use in getting upset or angry. It wasn't going to change the fact that I was able to see the future, or that every time I did so my energy drained from my body. I would go downstairs with Sebastian, eat lunch, and hopefully I would feel better and be able to take on the day.

With that, I took a step toward the bedroom door. Then another. And another.

I opened the door and saw Sebastian waiting for me, just as he said he would. He smiled at me and offered his arm. I linked my arm through his and we successfully made our way down the stairs.

When we reached the bottom, I released him. "I want to try," I told him when I saw his confused eyes. He smiled at me and nodded, then walked with me as we made our way to the kitchen, where he pulled out a chair for me at the table.

I sat as he began to speak. "I'm afraid our rations aren't quite what you may be used to, but I believe this will still be to your liking." He placed a glass of water and a plate in front of me. It appeared to be a toasted ham sandwich.

"It's fine, Sebastian. I wasn't expecting anything fancy, especially here." I picked up the sandwich. "It still looks wonderful."

Sebastian smiled. "I'll go inform the others that you're awake. You eat. I'll be back soon."

I nodded as he left, and I ate my sandwich in silence.