Kemy
I was on my bed with Mallory, snacking on some dried fruit like we used to do when we were little. Being with her felt like being at home and I would be okay if I didn’t have to leave this mansion any time soon. I just hoped I could remain awake. Sleeping was a nightmare.
“Are you feeling better?” Mal asked softly.
“Yes, I am. You were right, it was only a hallucination, the Doctor isn’t here. I just wish I could get used to everything, feel and be normal again,” I sighed.
“Kemy, these things take time. You’ve never been very patient, but now you should be and go easy on yourself,” she rubbed my arm and I smiled at her. She was right, I wasn’t very patient and I used any patience I had as I stayed almost my whole life caged in a dream.
“Kemy, something is wrong. Can you hear
