Struggle

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Liz’s POV

Everything was trance like from the moment I had shut my eyes. Everything was in my head but nothing was clear. 

I could see so many images but none focused. None detailed. It was just a series of one random image after the other. 

A lot of them seem to be case related but I couldn’t infer conclusively from it. I know I was thinking about the case. I wanted to solve it. But it all seemed so distant. Like that wasn’t the most important thing. I wanted to get out of it. I wanted it to end. But I couldn’t. I didn’t seem strong enough to get out of it. 

I was struggling, I could feel that. I knew it but yet I could do nothing. It was as if my body was bound by iron chains. Every step I would take forward I’d be pulled back twice as much. 

I was stuck. Stuck in something that I didn’t know I could be in. How did I even get into this in the first place? 

Was it all some sordid dream? 

That’s when I heard Graciela’s voice. 

I knew it was her. I couldn’t hear her clearly but I knew she was talking to me. I wanted to reach out to her. And speak to her. And make her listen to me. But I couldn’t.

Broken phrases of her conversation slipped through this invisible barrier. She said something about a witness who refused to speak? 

Wait, a witness? 

This case had a witness!? Why didn’t we know about this earlier? 

I was able to go about and do my work in the beginning but like I said now, I feel like my chains have tightened. I couldn’t budge. 

But who was this witness that Gracie was talking about? I wanted to ask her so badly but I couldn’t.