Instead, I offered a slight nod, hoping it conveyed the gratitude I couldn’t quite voice.
I was led to an office, the path familiar yet distant, each step echoing with a dull thud against the sterile floor.
My heart pounded in my chest, a steady drumbeat of fear and curiosity.
The door opened and I entered, my gaze sweeping the room until it landed on the figure seated in the chair across from the desk.
Familiar yet entirely unexpected, they sat there, a presence that didn’t belong in this moment.
My hands trembled uncontrollably at the sight, my mind racing to comprehend the impossible.
I felt the world tilt slightly, as if reality had shifted and left me grasping for balance.
“Hello, Eleanor,” they said, their voice both a comfort and a threat.
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