Rene sat up with a start, her eyes wide and horrified. That sense of bile rising was still present in her throat, though now she could breathe. She touched her neck, her mind racing.<br/><br/>She looked at her brother, her heart hammering.<br/><br/>"What is happening to me?" she whispered to herself, her voice small and terrified.<br/><br/><em>Robert attacked me,</em>she thought. But then, he hadn't. He was lying on the floor with her.<em>So, it had been a dream?</em><br/><br/>But if that was the dream, then what was the little room?<br/><br/>"Robert," Rene said, her voice shaking. She remained seated on the floor, not moving any closer to her brother. She half expected his eyes to open with a murderous glare.<br/><br/>"Robert, wake up," she said louder.