Make me rest

While my body was going back and forth, I felt the water of the shower clean all my body, the sound of the shower was annoying, all the drops that fell in the floor making that sound, I couldn’t stand it, but I needed to shower, my sweat made my clothes wet and all my body feel gross.

—How much have I been here

I couldn’t tell but I knew it was time to get out of the shower if I didn’t want to become a raising, I move the faucet to the other side, closing the shower and stepping out of it with my towel, drying myself and putting new clothes

I opened the door of the bathroom and went to the kitchen to have a light lunch with a bunch of fruits. I cut the fruit and made a salad. I was chewing very slowly, and I needed water to pass the food since it would get stuck in my throat.

While I was eating, sometimes I would just hold the fork in my mouth without chewing and staring at anything, the ceiling, the floor, the door, just to start chewing after a few seconds or sometimes even after a minute.

It was about to be noon, and I hadn't made anything for the mansion, but I needed to rest.

—When were they coming again to check the house? Like tomorrow morning… I can’t just show them these places… I need to do more…

When I finished eating I got up and picked up the broom to get upstairs and start cleaning the floor. My arms were already weak, I could barely move the broom but I didn’t want to stop. My head was spinning, I couldn’t see properly, everything was blurry and then I just saw pitch black, just to wake up on the floor.

Besides my poor vision, I forgot to bring a candle to see where I was cleaning, but I forgot where I left the candle again. I didn’t have my lighter either so all I could trust on was the light from outside that entered the mansion. But the clear light was disappearing every time I was getting up off the floor, I couldn’t keep track of how much I was cleaning, everything felt weird, like if the things that were happening weren't even real.

-True this is a dream… a very long dream… I forgot about that… I better go to my room. Maybe if I sleep in here I would wake up in there, yeah, that makes sense, or not… uh… whatever… I just want to… lay down…

I was walking with the broom and the moment I leave it and hit the floor, the sounds make me jump

—WHO'S THERE?!

I shout, the sound of something hitting scares me and makes me anxious, alert, something was in the mansion but I didn’t know it.

—HEY! THIS ISN’T FUNNY, SHOW YOURSELF YOU DAMN GHOST OR WHATEVER…

I shouted but the only thing that responded to me was myself, thanks to the echo. “Funny…” “Whatever…” were the words that I heard, I frowned and made a soft groan. I didn't have much energy to shout and neither to stand the jokes nor anyone, so I went back to my room where I lay down on the bed with my arm on my forehead.

The ceiling was going in circles for some reason, but I didn’t give it any relevance, the only thing I wanted to do was rest, I yawned but didn’t close my mouth, I started breathing from there as I was watching the ceiling.

—Move… The ceiling is doing weird things… just move…

I felt how all my body was itchy, moving my legs like crazy waiting for them to move with my body outside the room, the moment my feet touch the floor I get up and hit the door, falling in the floor, I start walking slowly to the stairs, everything was moving, so it was really hard to keep my balance, while I was walking I saw the floor carefully since it move like a serpent, I need it some air, and a place safe to sleep, I need to get out of the mansion for a bit, something inside my was telling me that. “Run” “leave” “don’t stay here longer” I needed to redo my thoughts, and find a way to exit the mansion, exit the dream

—The door, If I leave… the dream will end…

I reached the other side of the stars and starting coughing, I couldn’t stop, I hold my abdomen and keep coughing until I finally puke, I try to run but I ended up falling on the stairs, I try to get up, I couldn’t, my whole body didn’t want to respond to me, so I drag myself to the bathroom and put my head on the edge of the toilet, puking.

It was gross, since my head was the only thing reaching the toilet, it hit my throat and some parts of the vomit were stuck in there, no matter how much I spit, it wouldn’t go, and to top that, I saw pinch black again.

As the times passes my mind was going somewhere else, it was like if I was frozen for a few minutes, until I finally got the control of my body back, I went to the sink and start cleaning and spitting my mouth

When I finished, I look to up to see myself in the mirror, I could barely see myself for the absence of light, so I keep getting closer squinting my eyes, I keep staring at myself, like if I was a moth looking at a lamp, nothing seems different until I saw my own reflection smile at me.

—Pathetic.

I open my mouth in disbelief and start taking steps backwards without stop looking in the mirror until I hit the wall, the one in the mirror wasn’t me and the one that talked wasn’t me either, my mouth was trembling and my eyes were wide open, and the one in the mirror keep staring at me with a big smile