43. Golden Princess 

Kemy

I was on my bed with Mallory, snacking on some dried fruit like we used to do when we were little. Being with her felt like being at home and I would be okay if I didn’t have to leave this mansion any time soon. I just hoped I could remain awake, sleeping was a nightmare.

“Are you feeling better?” Mal asked softly.

“Yes, I am. You were right, it was only a hallucination, the Doctor isn’t here. I just wish I could get used to everything, feel and be normal again.” I sighed.

“Kemy, these things take time. You’ve never been very patient, but now you should be and go easy on yourself.” She rubbed my arm and I smiled at her. She was right, I wasn’t very patient and I used any patience I had as I stayed almost my whole life caged in a dream.

“Kemy, something is wrong. Can you hear it?” Mal asked, as she stood up and looked around, taking a few steps towards the door.

I tried to focus on all the noises surrounding me, but nothing penetrated the silence of the room, “I can’t hear any