Untold chronicles of power

Chapter hundred eight

Ella jolted awake, her body drenched in sweat, her heart pounding against her chest as if trying to escape the nightmare that had just gripped her.

She lay there for a moment, trembling, before curling into a ball, trying to calm her racing breath.

It had been happening more and more frequently lately, these vivid, terrifying nightmares that seemed to tear through her subconscious like a hurricane, leaving her shaken and vulnerable in their wake.

And tonight's had been the worst yet.

She shuddered as the memory of the dream lingered, fragments of images flashing through her mind like shards of broken glass.

Faces twisted in anger, voices raised in accusation, and a sense of suffocating darkness pressing in on all sides.

It was suffocating her now, threatening to engulf her in its icy grip.

With a shaky breath, Ella pushed herself out of bed and stumbled into the dimly lit hallway.

She needed air, she needed water, she needed something to ground her in reality and pull her back fr