VII. JohnI'm dizzy, like the world underneath me is moving. Side to side a few times, I shift myself to get more comfortable and the movement stops.
In my dream, I'm surrounded by strange noises. Footsteps, rustling sounds and running water. My mind is still foggy and my eyelids remain heavy and stubborn. I don't want to face reality yet.
A loud click startles me fully awake-was that a door? I blink a few times before the room comes into focus.
This place does not look familiar at all. A TV, Xbox and a stack of DVDs at eye level in a dark wood finish cabinet with a bunch of black candles in a holder on top. This is definitely someone's living room, but whose? And how did I get here? I try to move, but my head feels like it's made of lead.
The candles are odd-who would have candles in t
