Sometime later... A figure was seen staring at the sleeping silhouette on the bed as her eyes darted about under her long fluttering eyelashes, and one could tell she was in a dream.
"Amelia!"
"Amelia!"
Amelia suddenly heard an angelic voice call to her. Surprised, she twirled her body around, trying to find where the voice had come from, but to no avail. Her eyebrows narrowed. 'I could swear I heard my name just now or was it my imagination?' She pondered.
"You are not imagining things, my child," the voice spoke again.
Amelia pressed her lips together to confirm that she was indeed right that a voice had called to her, and she did not imagine things. But wasn't she in bed a couple of minutes ago? She asked herself as she twirled around in defense mode in case something terrible was
