Hours later, Sash and I lie on my bedroom floor and stare at the ceiling. For some reason, the two of us are always more comfortable on the ground. Go figure.
Suddenly, I’m not in my room anymore. Sash and I rest outside on the frozen earth beneath some towering pine trees.
My heart sinks. Damn, I’m having another hallucination.
Damn, I’m having another hallucination.Sash and I are much younger. Snowflakes land on us. I hold a small pendant and contemplate a path through the woods.
But to where?
But to where?I shake my head, snapping myself out of the vision. A moment later, I’m back in my bedroom. Any illusion of a winter forest is gone. I exhale. This is exactly what Mr. Brookhollow warned me about. When I’m stressed, I have hallucinations. I just need to talk to him about it. Event
