“What do you see, Olivia?” Matthew’s distorted voice asked.
With my eyes closed, I gulped and said, “It’s the uhh… it’s the room where I was kept.”
“What else?” he probed.
“I… I don’t know, it’s blurry. Everything’s out of focus,” I said but I could feel myself slipping away. Immersing myself in the memory. More and more until I could only hear Matthew’s faint voice urging me to concentrate. To stay focused. Reality started fading away.
Then the memory sharpens and in an instant, I’m back in that room.
“Stay with me, Olivia. Listen to my voice, don’t be scared.” Matthew said. I could feel him near my side. Speaking directly to my ear. But all I could see in my mind’s eye was the room.
I wiggled my toes in reality and there, I could see it. My toes are moving.
“Like lucid dreaming…” I softly said.
“What did you say?” Matthew murmured beside me.