Chapter 14 A small, white shadow moved past my bedroom window. I threw back my covers and sat up. Was I awake? Or was this just another sleepwalk? I felt around with my bare feet until I found my slippers. Yes, slippers. When slippers were involved, that meant my troubles had intruded into my sleep. I stepped towards the window to see what sound had awoken me. In the pre-dawn greyness, I could see the fireflies coalesce down by the river around a larger, brighter light, and then spiral upwards until the strange will-o-wisps disappeared. "I'm not doing this again," I told the phantasms. "Last time I sleepwalked, I woke up covered in mud." I crawled back beneath my hideous granny square afghan and tried to go back to sleep, but the soft click of the front door caused me to bolt straight u
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