Chapter 20. Forgiven

I found myself wandering around in some kind of hospital room. I felt the urge to find someone.

But who? I pondered to myself.

A compelling force drew me to the far side of the room. My feet instinctively carried me over as if they possessed minds of their own.

I felt another desire to touch the wall. So I did. A slight feeling of dread and depression hit me. I couldn't interpret it. This whole situation was weird.

My hands grew cold as something frigid pulled at my chest. I dropped my hands from the wall. I could feel it now. 

The person I was supposed to find was here; right behind this wall.

But how do I get to them? I asked myself. 

I touched the wall again, but this time it felt like fabric, really thick and heavy fabric.

Using my nails, I scratched at the fabric until a small opening appeared. My fingers burned, but I didn't care. Something told me if I didn't find this person, something bad was going