Rowan:
I had spent some time sitting on the floor before the doors. Something is happening to my mind, and I am having difficulty differentiating between real memories of my life and what is being planted there because of lack of oxygen… or maybe I am dying. I replayed the memories of the thing in the underwater cave. My father had called it Grindylow. But… how… how did I forget what plagued my mind for years? I was so scared of returning to my grandparents' house for months that I didn't even go for my grandfather's birthday. Why can't I remember their home… their faces?
"What is wrong with my mind, Oxnera?" I turned to face the statue. But as I expected, she did not respond.
Amid my mental breakdown, I heard a soft voice from one of the doors. I saw a black door with soft lights shi
