Tales from the white room

Soren

My head shot up, "what?"

He shrugged, "so tell me about this place. I want to hear all about it."

I chuckled even though it had no humor, "I am sure you are kidding. You don't want to know, trust me." 

"I want to," he insisted.

I looked at him, noting the serious look on his face. He was staring at me expectantly, 

"Okay,"

I cleared my throat, thinking of where to begin. I was reaching into the deepest part of me.

The place I avoided even in my loneliest hours. I had never planned on letting it out but desperate times call for desperate measures.

Rowan deserved answers but I wasn't sure if I had the strength to pull the memories out. It was too deep and painful to relive. I tried so hard to bury it at the back of my mind because I had nightmares just thinking about it.