Head towards the building

As I emerge from the woods, I spot a small diner with a for-sale sign hanging above the door. I know I'm not out of the woods yet, but for now I decide to take a chance and slip inside, in **** need of a little rest and to dress my shoulder. I dart into the diner. As I enter, the jingle of the bell above the door sounds loudly in the empty space.

I scan the diner quickly, searching for a place to hide or to lay low for a while. The counter is the only place that offers any cover, so I make my way over. My eyes keep darting to the front door. The minutes tick by, and I feel a growing sense of desperation. I need to figure something out, and fast, before the police find me in this abandoned diner. I feel light-headed.

I close my eyes just for a moment. As my body succumbs to the overwhelming pain and fatigue, my consciousness begins to fade, the darkness closing in around me. But before my mind can slip into oblivion, a wicked, familiar presence worms its way into my dreams. "So, my precious little lamb, you've finally found yourself in a pickle," a sultry, all-too-familiar voice coos in my ear.

I open my eyes in my dream state to find Jolene, my demonic mother, reclining seductively on a plush, blood-red chaise lounge. Her skin is as smooth as satin, her ruby-red lips curled into a wicked smile. "You know I'd love nothing more than to see you suffer, my pet. You've brought this upon yourself."

Her eyes gleam with predatory delight as she studies me. I feel my body stir, and I try to protest, to call out, but my voice is little more than a weak, strangled gasp. I'm at her mercy now, a prisoner in my own mind. "Perhaps, I should teach you a lesson after all." Jolene slowly stands, revealing her naked, impossibly perfect form.

The air around her ripples with heat, and I can't tear my eyes away from her, feeling an insidious mix of repulsion and desire. "You know I'm more than just your mother, Bells. I'm the source of your power, the very essence of your being. And yet, you've spent your entire life running from me, from your true destiny," she spits, her voice laced with venom.

Her fingers trace the intricate nipple piercings that adorn her body. "You've rejected the darkness inside you, but now it has found a way to claim you once more." She pulls at them, licking her lips. Her words echo in my mind, as she strides closer, her eyes never leaving mine. Her fingertips brush against my cheek, leaving a trail of fiery desire in their wake.

"Give in to me, Bells, and I'll make you whole again. You'll be invincible, unstoppable." I try to pull away, to resist the seductive sway of her power, but my limbs refuse to respond. Jolene's smirk widens, and she leans in, her hot breath fanning against my ear. "Soon, you'll have **** but to yield to your true nature. The world is yours, and I'll be there to guide you."

I am jostled from my sleep to find myself handcuffed and surrounded by police officers. A paramedic treats my shoulder, but it is mostly healed already. I ride in an ambulence to be checked out by a doctor, under guard. After being patched up, I am taken in a squad car to the county jail.