*Beth’s POV*

“How are you feeling, Beth?” a woman I vaguely recognized asked me. I was in an actual hospital room. No more freaky basement homemade setups. Thank goodness.

I blinked as she waited for my answer with a smile. Who was this woman? How did I know her? It would have returned to me quicker if I hadn’t just experienced that hellscape I was still trying to sort out. Was it just a nightmare? But it had felt so real… Had I just seen ...