Chapter11:

I collapsed onto my bed, physically and mentally drained after my day at the hospital. My mind flickered back to the conversation I had partially participated in with Miss Clark. The truth is that I struggled to pay attention to what she was saying, it all seemed so far off and outlandish that it could only exist in a fairy tale or some form of mythology – not in real life. Morpheus couldn’t be the guy without a name, he couldn’t be trapped between the dream realm and reality and there is no way on earth I could have any ability to magically free him. Miss Clark, on the other hand, appeared to believe differently.  “Callista, you have to help him.” she had begged me as we made our way back to the ward.  Her voice now echoed in my mind, raw with emotion. I had merely replied that I would have to have time to gather my thoughts before. Strangely, no matter how much I tried to deny all she said to me a part of me actually believed that there could be some truth in it. After all, there wer