Chapter 6

• The alarm clock startled me awake, its shrill beeping pulling me from the haze of sleep. My eyes flew open, and for a moment, I just stared at the ceiling, my heart pounding as if I’d been running a race. Something felt… strange.
• I sat up slowly, looking around. The pale blue walls of my bedroom, the familiar soft white curtains swaying with the breeze, the cluttered desk in the corner—it was all the same.
• Too much the same.