Fourteen

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The hallucinations are becoming more severe. I'm unable to move. The carpet is caked to my eyelids. I need to move.

My fingers crack loose of the folded position they have been in. I blink.

Deep breath, was I even breathing?

My joints snap and pop as I move them.

Clang.

I stretch my leg out and struck a metal object. I can't extend my limbs. I try to stand but I'm surrounded by metal bars. It's a cage. I'm in a cage. The room is black. I wiggle my fingers between the bars.

Help me! Please! Help!

Each word is more stressed.

Am I talking? Can anyone hear me? Am I dreaming?

My dark surroundings spin into a cyclone of rainbow colours.

I'm on the floor in the living room again.

What's going on?

"You saw it, didn't you?" Deklen purrs.

Sassy gives a yelp, "Was it as awful as I remember?"

I sit up and scan the room. I have no sense of time. It could have been minutes or days that I have been out.

I stop and look back over everything. The house has been cleaned.

Someone was in my house.

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