I awaken from the strange dream. The painted white walls are back, along with my family photos, and the desk I fell through is standing without a scratch. The first thing I do is scamper towards the floor and check, "Daddy's Initials are there. I made it back."
I take a breath of relief and look at the time on the clock on the wall. The sun is glaring through the house. Somehow, I was gone all day and half the afternoon. Genna will be here soon to pick me up for work.
The dream never kept me for this long before. These dreams, or whatever they are, they are changing... and that man; I wish I knew who he was.
A warming sensation tingles between my breast. I glance down and jump in shock. "Oh, my god... the necklace... I-I brought it back with me, does this mean my dreams are real?"
