i exited the dilapidated cabin with a swift yawn, the prickling of the grass on my feet encouraging a small wince. Noah hopped off of a rock ledge, his face painted with a buoyant smile. he waved, and i responded with no words, but rather an offset smile. Noah chirped, “

I woke up again in the middle of the night. It was that nightmare again. I couldn't remember it but every time I wake up at midnight I get the feeling it is because of the same dream. And all I can see in my room with the lights out is that painting... That place...

Jerry glanced down at the photograph in his hand, then back up again at the woman sitting alone at the back of the cafe.