My eyelids slowly opened, and closed back. The light was blinding them.
Still feeling a bit like not knowing where I am, looking at a blurry image, I can hear them talking, whispering about something. Their words sound so strange and unfamiliar, but at the same time I feel like I've heard them in a past life. What are they saying? Am I sick? Am I dying?
Suddenly, they all come to me, looking strangely at the confusion on my face. They're all around this hospital bed, checking my temperature with their cold hands and offering me glasses of water.
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The Accalia
Misterio / SuspensoCynthia has lived a normal life, until one morning, when she wakes up speaking in an ancient language. From then on, things change completely and she discovers the old secrets. What is she going to do next? Is she ever going to be able to live norm...
