"Would you like to take a look at the edge of your own Dreamscape while awake? What does it look like?"
Duncan said with a smile, but his words sounded to Sherry like a low, tempting call that seemed to emanate from the dark depths of the sea. A shudder rose within her heart, and she instinctively resisted the suggestion, yet an irrepressible urge surged within her—
In this nightmare that had tormented her for eleven years, outside this locked cabin, on that street she had never laid eyes on eleven years ago… what could possibly be there?
She subconsciously took a slight breath and turned her head towards the small window nearby.
