Dear Diary, I had a productive day today. Especially because I didn’t dream of that place today. And now I feel so well rested. I have honestly grown pretty bored of that place already. I mean… it’s like watching the same movie over and over again every day. Of course I was bored. Besides, that weird thing at the end… this thing whatever it is, is getting pretty weird. So, I have decided to make my diary entry a little early today. Since so many things happened today. Since I

Dear Diary, … … I think I might need to take these dreams more seriously. Once is a coincidence, twice is a bigger coincidence, but the third time? It may not be a coincidence anymore. I dreamed about that same place again. Is it really something more significant? Why am I having the same dream over and over again? Is it some sort of trauma? Maybe I should take a break from reading fantasy novels. They are messing with my head too much. And the thing is… whenever I wake up, I

Dear Diary, Guess what? The dream from yesterday actually continued. What are the chances of that happening? So weird. Anyway! I braided my hair and as soon as I left my room, Myra and Anne grabbed my hands and took me to breakfast. They served me some bread and gravy. After finishing I grabbed an axe and set out to do my work for the day. This time I encountered something stronger. And my body was completely wrecked because of it. So, I went back and waited for the medic to