Anna Claire should have run.
It didn’t.
Not literally—but close. The Hollow surged up like black water. She watched her own hand pick up a steel water bottle. She watched her arm draw back. She heard her own voice say, “You want vulnerability, Ezra?”—but the tone was wrong. It was a growl wrapped in a giggle. Anna Claire Clouds - Dark Side - Part 1-4
By midnight, she had emptied her bank account, bought a motorcycle, and left a single voicemail for her mother—the first contact in twelve years. Anna Claire should have run