The next morning, Kayla slipped out of the house. She headed straight for the shack. She expected the girl to be up by now. Kayla knew that she would be confused, so she wanted to get there before she panicked.
Kayla found her seated up staring into nothing, a spaced look on her face. “Hi, I’m Kayla.”
“What am I doing here?” The girl moved away from Kayla.
“I found you in an alley, so I brought you here. How are you feeling?”
“Still high, I guess. I can see everything so clearly and I seem to be hearing things.” She scrubbed her face.
“You aren’t high. You are dead.” Kayla didn’t know any other way to put it.
“I wish. I wouldn’t have to go back to that s**t hole they call home.”
“You are dead, but you don’t have to go back home.”
“So I guess this is the land of the dead, and this h
