“Raelynn what’s wrong?”, Zara asked when she noticed that I was clinging more nearer to her. “It’s …. Nothing”, l stuttered sweat already forming on my forehead. “Raelynn what’s wrong”, She was worried. “Except people, are you seeing anything mysterious in this room?”, I asked while gripping her hand.

“No…. No”, She shook her head as she stared around the room. “I need a glass of wine. I’m hallucinating Zara”, l gripped her hand more tighter when I looked ...