Eki fell asleep, the weight of everything she learned today pressing down on her like a heavy blanket. The old leather book cover lay open beside her, serving as a quiet source of light in the dark room.
As she became tired, she sensed something different around her. The space near her vanished and transformed into a swirl of colours and emotions. When the world becomes clear again, Eki sees herself in a room with little light. The big and grand place now seems trapped under heavy dust and much neglect.
Panic clawed at her throat. This wasn't her apartment. The elegant furniture and the aged portraits hanging on the wall – look so familiar but strangely out of place in this setting.
Then, a reflection in a dusty mirror catches her eye. The woman looking back is not Eki. Her skin was a l
