-Oliver-
The pounding in my head went away, but I felt like I was underwater, and my body felt like cotton. What the hell happened to me? I don’t remember drinking anything suspicious or taking pills of unknown origin, yet my brain felt drugged.
I heard a silent creaking of a door followed by a gentle pitter-patter of feet before the lock was turned after closing, and the air filled with a scent of coconut oil and whispers of small voices.
„Do you think mommy will punish us?” One voice said.
„She’s busy with adults in the kitchen; she thinks we’re sleeping.” A second voice answered before I felt the sides of my bed dip.
My senses suddenly sharpened, and I strained my ears, trying to recognize the voices. My eyes were reluctant to open, and I groaned inwardly at my failure to see. The
