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I walk back out into the hallway, ready for my next dream to come. I sit on the steps and put my head in my hands. The only question now that needs to be answered is: how do I get out of here? Okay, I think, how do I get out of this place. I need to get out so I don't die forever. Come on, think, think, think! "Hey, calm down there, Addie." Oliver's voice says next to me. I look over and there he is. "Stressing about this isn't going to help anything, and a matter of fact, it'll only make it worse." He says. Maybe he actually knows how to get me out but he just doesn't want me to leave. Right as I think that he disappears. 

Suddenly, I feel something drip on my head and then on my hands. I look at my hands and see a red drop hit my palm. I look up and see my mom's dead body swaying from the chandelier. I start to panic and run to the bathroom, washing her blood off of me. I look into the mirror, my reflection stares right back at me. "Okay, Adrienne. Stay calm, everything's alright. None of these things are real, it's just you thinking it." I tell myself, closing my eyes, trying to wake myself up. I feel my body getting heavy. Is it working? Am I finally escaping? 

"Adrienne!" Oliver says, catching me before I fall to the ground. Everything seems so bright, and I feel really weighed down. I don't feel Oliver's touch anymore as I wake up in the hospital. I made it. I got out of there. My mom cries out of relief and holds me in her arms. When Oliver saved me from falling, was that really mom's hug I was feeling as I was waking up? That doesn't matter now, as long as I'm safe and alive.

"Are we still in Nevada?" I ask mom, tears coming out of my eyes. She pulls away from our hug and she gives me a reassuring look. "Of course we're still in Nevada honey, where else would we be?" She asks, stroking my hair. This feels a lot like my non-stopping dream. Except I'm really here. I'm still home.  


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