Evelyn PoV

Was this a mere figment of my imagination?… Gilly’s voice had become an echo that trickled into the stillness, catching me unawares. The torment did not even allow me peace in sleep. I would close my eyes, and her voice would take me into shadowed dreams-corridors layered in darkness, chains clanking in the distance.

"Evelyn."

It now sounded weak and soft, no more than an echo but soon merely a whisper grazing my skin. Jerking upright in bed, I pulled the blanket tighter around my shoulders.

"Wh-What do you want from me?" I whispered back, my voice lost in the dark.

Silence.

I woke up abruptly from my...