She was resisting it today. Emery had been dragged to the beach not once already, but twice. Feeling the distinct pull of her powers dragging her there, she was using all her will to stop the sounds, to drown it out. She didnât want to go find another dead body today. She wouldnât. So, she kept walking down the street, head down, pushing herself away. She wasnât going to end up in the asylum again. She stopped dead in her tracks when she heard the scream. Ear piercing, almost like a little girl. She covered her ears, almost dropped to her knees. But when she looked up, it seemed like no one else heard it. She pulled herself over to the closest bench and sat down, dropping her head in her hands as her body started trembling. âFuck... fuck not now...â
