Jenny looked around, everyone looking at her. The meds on her bedside table disappeared. The eerie smile on their faces looked unhuman. She turned around, the queen behind her. Her face cracked, her licorice hair looked eaten. The red icing running down all her cracks and on her teeth. The same smile everyone had sitting on her face. "we meet again I see." The queen said. Her voice sounded more cracked, more than last time. Jenny tried to run but saw James with the smile. He grabbed her wrist. If this was a dream, why did she feel his grip?