Katrina
I open my heavy eyelids and it fell on the white ceiling. I don't remember my room's ceiling being white.
Wait a minute! Where am ?I. I quickly sit up on the bed and I'm sure it's not my room.
But it's not the room that I was in earlier before I was killed, well, almost killed.
So where am I now?. Have I died for real this time because I'm sure I am. That man literally ripped off my veins with his teeth.
The white dress that I'm wearing right now proves that I'm dead. Wait a minute again! This feels like déjà vu. It feels like this has happened to me before. Everything I'm seeing right now seems familiar.
I keep hitting my dumb little head for the answers.
"Oh! It's the castle, I'm back at the castle" I gasp.
"Took you long enough to figure that out" I near a voice s
