LUNA EMMA COOPER
I had a strange dream after taking the sleeping tablet. I had been wandering alone in a strange forest. I was at peace, the sunlight shining through the leaves, causing patterns to dance on the forest floor. It was beautiful. I heard a strange chanting coming from the east. I followed it and found an old wooden hut. It didn’t look like much. It was roughly the size of one of the bathrooms in the pack house guest suites. Which were pretty roomy for bathrooms, but really much for an entire building. The chanting was coming from inside. It was hauntingly beautiful. The windows were all boarded up, so I couldn’t look inside. I moved to the door and paused before knocking. Should I do this? I didn’t know what I would find in there. I steadied myself, something about that soun
