A young lady joins me and Camilla Dawn. “Come with me.” She insists.

She was not rude but she was not very nice either. Well, I guess we should follow her. I am prepared for anything at this point.

“Do not worry sugar. I got this.” Camilla whispers to me. I know she does. I wonder where Brooke is. I hope she hasn’t betrayed us. It really wouldn’t surprise me. We follow the young lady with the long white hair down a long hall.

Ancient pictures are hanging on the walls of the hall as we walk. I try to look at every one of them but the white-haired lady...