“Why am I awake? I need the bathroom, I suppose,” Jacqueline mumbled to herself in confusion.
She then pushed her feet into the slippers in front of her bed and went to the bathroom.
“That music is still playing, so whoever is playing it is still awake. I wonder who it is. That means that it’s not so late yet,” she told herself.
“I had too many fluids to drink. That’s what caused me to wake up,” she thought to herself in the bathroom.
“I will just have to go back to sleep quickly or I will be tired in the morning,” she thought after using the bathroom.
“I wonder who’s playing that music, though?” she whispered to herself.
Back in bed, Jacqueline got ready to dose off again when she remembered something.
“Wait, it’s a dream that woke me up. A disturbing dream but not a nightmare.”
She sat up and tried to think. She clearly recalled seeing a middle-aged man and many bottles of perfume.