Chapter 89 Three Words

• [JANE]
• I had a nice dream, but it faded the moment I opened my eyes. I was sure I heard someone speak those words. Was it all just a dream? Or did it actually happen?
• The sunshine streaming in through the window lit up the room where I was resting. Perhaps it wasn't a dream after all. I'm lying in an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar room. I stared too long at the wooden ceiling before I decided to get up and bring my feet to the cold wooden floor. The atmosphere wasn't eerie or spooky.