I jolted awake, my heart pounding as I tried to make sense of my surroundings. Elenore was there, staring at me with an intense look in her eyes. Sweat glistened on her brow, and I felt a wave of worry wash over me. Is she real?
"Elenore?" I called softly, my voice shaky.
She turned her gaze to me, trembling as if she were caught in a storm. "You can see me, right?" I asked, my heart racing with hope.
But she shook her head slowly, her expression filled with fear and sadness. Her silence felt heavy, pressing down on me like a weight I couldn't lift.
"you saw things too right?" I pressed, reaching out to her, desperate to close the distance between us.
Tears filled her eyes, and I could see the pain reflected in them. I struggled to stand up, every movement sending jolts of pain through my body, but I managed to pull her into a hug.
