I pull myself together, peeling from the couch, retracing my steps until I hold the map in my hands. Unfolding it I look for the hollow red circle, remembering the neighborhood but forgetting the correct house, my eyes knocking on dozens of doors before they knock on the right one. The hollow red circle leaps out at me like a jump-scare. Silver Spring Lake. Lunaro. I need to have another dream where I am talking to Jeremy. I need to know if I have led him on a wild goose chase or not...but how would we really know?
I'm on edge sitting on the bed in this room. Standing, I resolve to leave this cabin at once and attempt to infiltrate Nicole's—that is, if she will allow me. I am buzzing as I walk down the stairs, map clutched in a crumpled heap close to my chest, until I stop halfway down an
