Chapter 1432 – A Second Adventure

• When I wake, the other side of the bed is disappointingly empty. I reach my hand out, brushing the sheets where Victor’s body left an impression behind, tracing the phantom shape of him.
• “Oh well,” I murmur, sitting up and stretching my arms over my head. I’d catch him next time. I look around the room, scratching my head and running my fingers through my hair, trying to wake up. I’m suddenly struck by how wonderfully ordinary it is to wake up in my own room in my own bed in my own little cottage. After our rather mystical journey out in the forest, what was once mundane seems a bit magical.
• I smile, hopping out of bed and pulling on my robe. Ten minutes later, I’m downstairs in the kitchen looking around at an apparently empty house. What?