ASHLEY

I was trapped in a cage.

There was no better way to describe how I was feeling. I kept sleeping and waking, unable to do anything else. It felt like my limbs were bound by chains that seemed to grow tighter with each passing moment. Then there was my brain, playing tricks on me. I thought I had seen some things, but again, I wasn't sure if I had truly seen them.

Was I hallucinating?

I had been trying hard to get clarity on the thoughts of my mum. What I saw couldn't be real. It was ...