I slept peacefully, something that hadn't happened since my mother died. I always have nightmares about the people that I killed when the demon possessed me, but tonight, I slept like a baby. Maybe it is because I am dead? Is death like this? Peace and quiet? If this were heaven, then I would be glad. I would like to see my mom or even meet my birth mother.
"You are not dead; don't be so dramatic," Naya said.
So, if I was not dead, where am I?
I opened my eyes and saw the dim sun's light entering the room. I was in a huge room, very rustic. Everything was made out of wood, giving it an elegant touch to everything. I was on a huge bed that could fit at least three people. The covers were made of wool, which I appreciated because, in these villages, they use fur. I hated to see dead ani
