Distractions. It was all distractions. Catherine growled as she tried to focus through the mire trying to obscure her vision. And she didn't like what she was hearing... It didn't feel right either. Another distraction. The first vision had felt right. The second had been strange. This was wrong. This was something else. She shifted the grip of her hands, squeezing Alex's with a ferocity that was likely painful for him, pressing harder. She'd go fucking blind before letting Issac go without a fight.