Chapter 6: Confusing Memories

Caroline opened her eyes, immediately looking out the windows to find the faintest hint of daylight breaking. She blinked her eyes, dry and sore from the night’s tears. Rolling onto her back, she sat up abruptly as she saw a woman standing at the foot of her bed.

“My apologies, Miss Destine. It wasn’t my intention to startle you, simply to wake you.”

“Huh?” was all Caroline could say, wondering if she was somehow hallucinating. The woman was younger than her aunt, perhaps early to mid-twenties, with tangerine hair pulled neatly back from her face. She wore a long-sleeved, black dress that fell just below her knees, over opaque stockings and flat leather shoes. The only color was a small badge pinned to the front of her dress. It was a blue orb centered in a vertical line.

Voyante

“You’re a student here?” Caroline asked.