Torture room

Grace's POV

I woke up to an empty room. Neither Davis nor Helen were in the room. I sat up to look around. When I checked the time, I realized that they must have gone to the living room after waking up.

I yawned before stepping down from the bed. I stepped out of the room and went downstairs to the living room, it was empty as well. What surprised me was how clean it was.

Because of what happened last night, I expected the house to be damaged somehow, but everything was intact like nothing ever happened.

I shrugged before making my way to the kitchen, the place was quiet, there was no Adrianna or Helen.

“Adrianna? Helen?” I called, but no one responded. Or was I dreaming?

There's a belief that if you're in a dream, and you wish to know if it's a dream or not, all you have to do is check your fingers if they were five in number or six. If it's six then, it's definitely a dream, I raised my hands up to look at my fingers, they were both five. I sighed in relief, it's not a dream.