As the reality of her situation set in, Nora's mind racing with desperation, she thought of devising a means of communication with Daphne. She needed a way to reach out to her, to warn her, to plead with her not to take over her body. At least, not yet.

Nora's eyes scanned her room, searching for a solution. Her gaze landed on a notebook she had hidden in her closet, a secret journal she had kept hidden away. She retrieved the notebook and began to write, her pen scratching out words on the page.

"Daphne, I understand that you might not know what is going on, but someone else is...