Chapter

I woke up and was transported into a different place. I was back to this place again. The place in my dreams where I see a couple talking about me and calling me in a different name. "Hi Callie," The woman said sweetly. "What's happening?" I whispered to myself. Why am I here? Why is this dream different? I used to be the baby inside the crib, staring at the intricate designs on the wall and the bright chandeliers that would steal my attention from the couple that were standing straight right in front of me. Right now, I'm staring at them behind their backs. What's more strange is that I was like living in my own dream. I looked at myself and realized that I'm still wearing the clothes I wore before I passed out, but this time it was splattered with blood. My left arm feels fine now. Like it wasn't injured. "Was this really a dream?" To test out if this was real or not, I walked towards the woman, whom I assumed was the baby's mother and touched her shoulder. "Excuse me," I muttered. "