When darkness fell, the moon kept the room bright. Rama shifted her position. She dreamed about the seaside at Dwarka. The moon shone over the waves. Suddenly, there was a weight on her face and everything went dark. Rama felt herself sinking, gasping. Something dragged her down. She couldn’t breathe. Rama pushed up as if swimming from a great depth. Arms flailing, she pushed the weight off her and took a deep rasping breath. Above her a demon looked ready to crush her.
Rama summoned strength from the center of her being to push up. She bucked her legs to spin out from under the demon, scooping Mano as she rolled to the side. The demon shrieked. Rama screamed and tore open the door
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