The Present Day

Nora's POV

A knock on the door brought me out of the abyss I had fallen into. I looked around the room with squinted eyes as I tried to remember where I was, my heart racing like it wanted to leap out of my mouth.

"Who is there?" I groaned, hating the headache that suddenly traveled through my skull.

"It's Betsy, madam." The intruder replied through the door.

Betsy? Who was that? My brain struggled to remember, images of the nightmare still flipping through it.

Oh! Betsy. ...