Chapter 8

I stood in the center of the nursery.  What he was claiming was total madness, yet, my mind continued to cling to his story.  I needed to prove him wrong for my own sanity’s sake.  Closing my eyes, I willed the room to speak to me.  Common sense told me that there was no truth to Lance’s story, but, just to appease my mind and free it from all doubts, I would investigate.  If there was any truth to his wild tale, it would come forth.

When nothing happened, I inwardly smiled with smugness.  I knew that his tale was that of a madman.  Even so, I was still being nagged by his story.  Not getting a vision just wasn’t enough to satisfy the nagging in the recesses of my mind.  I needed to do more to prove to myself that his story was completely off-the-charts crazy.

Opening my eyes, I said in a voice as gentle as I could manage in my flustered state, “If you don’t mind, it would be better if I was in here alone.”

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