C7 Chapter 7

The more I look around the room, the stronger the sense I’m reliving that dream. It’s not just the similarities of the space, but also the feeling that my legs can’t move--that I couldn’t get away if I tried.

Everyone is silent, from the men I came in with to the strangers staring at me. The spectators all wear black robes with their hoods drawn, really laying into the eeriness of the moment