#Chapter53

When I was little I frequently had the same nightmare.

I would be standing in the middle of a busy street, people moving all around me, but no one would seem to notice me.

It would be as if I wasn't even there.

I would scream and scream, but no one would hear me, no one would even turn to look at me.

It wasn't the situation itself that was so terrifying but the feeling I got when it happened.

Like I didn't have a voice.

Like I was trapped.

Right now, I felt exactly how I had in that nightmare.

Alone.

"It's been three hours." Lorenzo's voice resonated...