Chapter 16
This antique château is chilling in the dusky evening. I don’t know how or why I was on the bed. The last thing I remember is standing in the room by the desk, my bag on the chair; unpacking since it’s paid for a month, we might as well stay that long. I don’t know where else to go or what to do. I sat hastily on the comfy bed, feeling disoriented and exceedingly confused yet again. It has never happened to me before, but lately I have been on it daily. Sleeping odd hours, in the middle of the day, waking up in the night. With dreams or memories that are so real I could touch them. I wonder what these strange experiences mean, and it sparks a flicker of curiosity in me, making me eager to understand what's happening. My heart races with a mix of fear and intrigue, craving answe
