Chapter 4

                                    

                                          
That night Eleanor stared up at the ceiling, until the darkness of the ceiling turned into the darkness of the mind palace. She immediately stepped into the dreamscape. As the colors swirled around her, she recognized the multihued roofs in the surrounding area. "Here again?" She wondered. She hadn't been sent to the same dream multiple times before. There she was on the bike again. She headed towards the familiar blue house and parked on the sidewalk. As she walked up the cobblestone steps, she noticed the wind picking up. The rustling leaves sent strange shadows dancing around the lawn. The wind whispered as it blew around. She approached the doorstep and became vagely aware of a vehicle in the distance. As she reached for the doorknob, she froze. Her shadow. Eleanor's shadow on the door contorted with jerks. Like a knife, a thin smile slowly cut through the shadow's face. With no warning, Eleanor was blasted backwards. She flew towards the asphalt as she heard the rush of air and flashing lights as the truck speeded forward. A moment before collision, a voice in her frozen mind screamed "ELLE!". A hand on her wrist pulled her forward onto the sidewalk with a loud thud as the passing vehicle sent her hair flying to her face. Then, darkness.