"What…?"
I flinched and turned my head at the sudden noise. My eyes landed on the book that suddenly came out of the shelf on its own.
"What is going on?" I whispered along with a deep exhale, looking around at the portrait. I had a hunch that book, whatever it was, would give me some enlightenment. So I sauntered to it and picked it up, brushing the dust off of its cover.
I shook my head lightly to avoid the grime whilst walking to the armchair covered with a white sheet. I removed the sheet, holding my breath to avoid inhaling the dust, before plopping my butt down.
As my hand touched the cover to open it, I hesitated. "I don't like what kind of conclusion where my mind is heading," came out a whisper before I shook my head and read the book.
