#Chapter 61: Good Ideas

Hannah I found myself in a dark room—my room. No; my bathroom. I couldn’t see it, but I could recognize the smell, the feeling of the cool marble tiles under my hips, the hot steam rising into the air. Somewhere, the shower was running. But it didn’t matter. I was dying. “I gave you another chance.” I whipped around at the sound of the woman’s voice, but there was no one there; or at least, I didn’t think there was anyone there, but it was so dark I couldn’t see. “Who are you?” I asked. The woman paused before speaking again. “I gave you another chance, and you’re going to ruin it. If you don’t… Be careful…” Her voice trailed off, the last of her words echoing off of walls that didn’t exist. I reached forward blindly, calling out to the woman whose voice I now recognized. “Moon Goddess… Moon Goddess…” “Hannah.” I woke up with a jolt, the feeling of a firm hand on my shoulder ripping me out of my strange dream. Blinking rapidly, I quickly wiped away the thin t