“Let’s start with the dream.”
Lily’s therapist, David, fixed his eyes on her and tapped his pen against his notebook.
Lily nodded, once. The tapping pounded in her ears. Maybe talking would make it stop.
“I am at the ghost gallery.”
“The art exhibits?”
“The floating white shapes remind me of ghosts.”
“And the ghosts talk to you.”
“I hear their voices. They tell me things.” A pause. “Future things.”
“Like someone is going to kill you.”
David’s frustration builds. “The men watching you, Lily, who are they?”
David noticed her pupils widen.
Game Over. She knows.
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