Pearl POV,
Just when I thought I had found a way out of this dream or rather an unreal place, I reached out my hands with a little bit of hope that what I think was the way out of here would actually turn out to be a way out but just before my hands would touch the weird painting on the wall that I had identified to be the only odd thing in my room, my mom's voice stopped me mid-sentence.
I didn't pause because she spoke, I actually paused because she said something out of the ordinary making my head jerk in the direction of the door.
"Honey, someone's here to see you," she had said.
I was shocked because who's here to see me when this isn't even real. I mean how can someone get visitors in their dreams I thought to myself as I stayed silent in my room without saying a word in response to what my mom had said.
