<div style="text-align: justify;">“You need to get out of the house, Mina”, a young blonde demanded, sitting by her dark-haired friend. “You are practically wasting away, locked in here whenever you are not working!”.<br/><br/>The brunette sighed and shook her head. “Well, I… I just want to rest, okay? I’m not myself yet”. That was the perfect expression of truth. Mina had been a joyful girl before the car crash, a few years ago. Her parents had died as a result of their injuries, and she had spent a long time in the hospital, eventually making a full recovery. Physically, there is. Something had changed within Mina after the crash.<br/><br/>It started with nightmares she could barely remember at night. Then it had turned into nightmares she could remember in full. Then night terrors. And now, it had turned into sleep walking, which scared Mina a lot. Of course, she had not told anyone about that yet. Her friends already feared she was losing it. If she did end up telling them, they would be sure of it.<br/><br/>“Fine. We will do it Saturday night. But just for dinner, okay?”, Mina finally conceded. Her friend nodded. “I will hold you to your word”, she replied, standing up. “I have to go now, but we’ll keep in touch”, the woman completed. “Okay, Mags, be careful out there. Call me when you get home”, Mina replied, as she always did.<br/><br/>After walking her friend to the door, Mina locked it and went back to her small home office, where she had been reading over compositions by her students. Once she had finished reading and grading them, Mina noticed it was already later than she thought. Storing them in a drawer, the young brunette started her bedtime ritual - bath, changing into a nightgown, brushing her hair, having some chamomile tea, brushing her teeth, saying her prayers, and finally, tucking herself in and hoping for a peaceful night.<br/><br/>Of course, it was not to be. It never was, and it had not been at all since a few months ago. As usual, the night started off normally enough. Mina fell asleep quickly, and slept peacefully for a while, before the nightmare started. It was always the same, and, by now, she could describe every detail of it. It always started in a castle, and ended with her being killed, and this man weeping over her dead body. Every detail was always the same, to the point where she could almost believe it had happened.<br/><br/>And, once the dream was over, the sleepwalking started. As usual, Mina walked out of bed, seeing the long and cold corridors of the castle in her mind. It was huge, and it looked like a labyrinth for her, but still, something within her seemed to know how to move through the place. And something within her made her feel that she had to keep moving. Her mind kept hinting of a danger she could not yet place, but it was essential that she kept on walking. Getting to the door, Mina unlocked it - after some trouble doing so - and walked out into the quiet street. She did feel slightly cold, but her mind was still inside the strange castle, and it still told her of danger to her life. So, without seeing where she was going, and without noticing someone who knew her very well was seeing her, Mina started running in silent terror, trying to escape that unseen danger, much like she had done ages ago, in another life. More strangely yet, once, in her mind, whatever danger there was got closer, she started shouting for help… in a language only one of the few people around would know.</div>