20. Laid to Rest
It was nice to be home again and in the arms of the man I loved. I was tired beyond imagining, the events of the past months — was it really close to a year? — finally catching up with me. Even though I was warm and safe within Danny’s arms I drifted into an uneasy sleep, thoughts of Amy on my mind. My body began to tremble uncontrollably as a memory resurfaced and played itself back to me in a dream. I was back in hell. Satan had sent me into the abyss to sleep, leaving him and Amy alone, yet I floated on the ceiling above them. Now I could hear and see everything that was going on, unlike what had happened at the time of the event.
I was surprised to see what I thought was Danny in the dream as well. He was ghostlike, a two-dimensional, washed-out figure appearing on t
