Chapter 6

Emaline's tears flowed freely, not only in the waking world but also in the depths of her dreams. Her weeping was intense and unrelenting, a reflection of the deep emotions that stirred within her.

As she stirred from her slumber, a sense of unease washed over her. Something was amiss. She reached out for her mother's comforting presence, but to her dismay, she found nothing. The absence of her mother's familiar aura left her feeling disoriented and vulnerable.

"Mom?" she called out, her voice echoing through the empty halls of the house. Emaline found herself in an unfamiliar place, the floor beneath her sending shivers through her body with its icy chill. A pungent odor wafted up from her surroundings, assaulting her senses and leaving her feeling uneasy.

Emaline's physical state was far from optimal, with her body feeling weak and unsteady. She refrained from sitting down, as the mere thought of it made her nauseous. The woman instinctively reached up to her forehead, feeling a