The drive to work was a sombre one. I lay my head on the car door, and drifted into thoughts. If I was graduating from terrifying dreams, which threw me into forests, to seeing things that weren't real, and freaking me out, what would become of me?
Seeing things while I was awake was going to be worse than dreaming them. I sighed, closing my eyes.
It had seemed so real when I had seen Victoria bleeding on the floor. Like, I could almost believe that something had happened to her, if not for myself that I saw. That was the only thing marking it as an hallucination.
Not long, we got to the company, and I stepped out, walking slowly. In the elevator, I zoned out, and it was the woman with me, who had to tell me I had gotten to my stop.
"Thank you." I said, and walked out, feeling weird because I was going to work without a bag.
