"What is wrong with you, honey?? Stop screaming!! Do you want the cops to come down here?" It was her mother's voice. Her ear was clearly sending messages to her brain that it was her mother's voice. What could her mother possibly be doing in her kitchen surrounded by blood?? And she'd thought the day couldnt get worse!! And all this for a stupid book report. Why oh why hadnt she just left the damn thing behind and gone to college. Sometimes she baffled herself. She reluctantly lowered her hands from her face and decided to open them. A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do, after all. "That's better. Now, just stay calm and listen to me". Definitely her mother but the voice was now coming from behind her. Goodness this whole scene was becoming unbelievably bizarre. Could she be dreaming? Nah, it was against the rules, after all.