Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-3013458-20150908010211

"Oh, why hello there."

The voice, soft and fluid, brought me slowly to consciousness "Have you slept well?"

The voice seemed to dominate the room, even floating over the static from the television shocking my ears. The television is on. I must have fallen asleep watching infomercials again. I really needed to start sleeping in my own bed.

"I'm sorry if I've woken you."

She sounds upset. I should smile and tell her it's okay.

"No, you're fi-" wait. No. Who is in my house? My body feels weighed down by ice. Oh my god. Am I being-

"Robbed? No, dear. Unless you consider watching a program or two thievery."

This can't be real.

"Don't worry, it's not. I'll leave in the morning. But hush, go back to sleep. Your legs can get quite uncomfortable when you're awake."

Dawn's light woke me this time, but I could have sworn I heard the door shut. I sat back, wondering if it was real. Could it be real? A bad dream? A bad dream. I subtly grinned, marveling at how the mind can play tricks on itself. As I tried to stand, however, I collapsed.

My legs were asleep. 