7
I feel numb as I lie on the couch. My mind is fighting to make sense of everything. Kate. This house. This terrible hunger in my stomach.
Jared.
I was meant to run away with him. From where though? I keep seeing a house. It must be mine. And a girl named Ivy. She looks so much like me. Blonde hair. Blue eyes. But a little older. I think she’s my sister. She’s in so much pain.
I think she’s dead.
Did I kill her too?
There’s someone else buried deep inside my head, trying to break free. A woman. Who is it?
Why can’t I remember?
I found a book upstairs. It must have belonged to the squatters. It’s called Earthbound, written by some guy named Richard Matheson. It’s about a female ghost trapped in a beach house. She reminds me of me—trapped in this dump.
“You’re not trapped,” Kate sa
