Chapter XLVIII: Reality
Liz sleeps soundly, but her mind drifts into a dream—one that feels unsettlingly real.
She wakes up in her bedroom, but something feels wrong. The air is thick, heavy with an eerie stillness. The walls, once painted in soft pastel hues, appear cracked and aged. The furniture, though familiar, ……
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