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I snap back into full alertness. Almost fell asleep there. I sit up and shake the tiredness out of my head. Push a button on the side of my watch. It lights up a pale blue. I think I hear engines, but I could be wrong.
Was that a creak of a board?
There's a loose floorboard on the walkway. Creaks every time I step on it. Could be my imagination, though. My habit of imagining things that aren't real.
I lift my head and stare at the linen drapes over the window. They flash blue. Nothing there. I rest my head on the pillow.
Thunder rumbles.
Lightning strikes.
There. I see shadows. Figures passing by the window. Slow-stepping as a group. I rub my eyes. The lightning fades, then returns. No more shadows.
I definitely could be seeing things.
I haven't had a hallucination in a while.
