Zohar didn't explain much to me. He told me that he didn't understand the implications either, he had just heard Kairo say that, but of course, when I went to Kairo he denied everything. I was getting frustrated, because people had information about me that I didn't possess and that was unfair. If I wanted to live a new life, I had to understand what and who I was.
I woke up in the middle of the night, but I felt weird, my body didn't feel heavy as it always did. I started to look around, but everything seemed to be in place.
Ugh, another nightmare most likely. I was going to fall asleep again when I looked at my arm, only to see that it was completely transparent.
I jumped from the hammock. What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I look like a f*****g ghost?
I started patting mysel
