Chapter Seven: A New Beginning
Annabelle began to stir. Her memories were spotty, but she remembered a horrible nightmare.
Her body no longer hurt. The terrible agonizing pain had vanished, and her left arm felt whole again. She felt hungry, but she counted her blessings that she was alive. The world could be quieter, however. It sounded noisier than London at noontime.
Her heart sank when she opened her eyes. Annabelle wished it was all a nightmare. If only she could wake and find Mother smiling down on her.
Instead, she saw the cabin and her dress drenched in blood. The nightmare was real, and there would be no waking from it.