"Lorie."
"Lorie... Jane..."
"HOSEO, LORIE JANE."
Recently, I've started hearing a voice. In my thoughts, there's a voice that continues speaking and seems to be reaching out to me. It's a voice that sounds like it's coming from the depths of the earth, throaty and massive.
"Join us..." Us? So there are a lot of them? I believe I am dreaming. I can't see anything except darkness, so I just listen to the voice till it stops. It seemed like it would never end.
I'm sure this is a dream, so why am I thinking so clearly? Is it true that I am awake? Slowly, l realize I'm standing in front of my study table, near my bed, as I wait for them to adjust to the light.
The lights are turned out, and the only light in the room is from my laptop on the table.
What brought me here? And I'm pret
