...Has it worked? Am I finally free of that place? The passages from the palace led me safely, when I followed the hidden places, but am I REALLY out of there? It seems like too much of a dream to be real, that Hell hasn't followed me out, and that there won't be something to pay for it later, and the world I've stepped into is beyond strange to the one I remember, either at home, or in my time...away. Surely it IS a dream, but if it is, I'd like to stay where it is safe, and no one will come near me who I do not want there.
...My father is dead, my brother likely taken by them too, and I can only imagine what has happened to my father's wife, but she was always on the verge of some hysteria so that something like this would have sent her over the chasm and rendered her helpless, even without her death. I suspect that she alone is safe while all the rest of us have fought our way through things I do not care to think about, again.
If this strange place, with the machines that the blue light at the corners of my vision, that my father told me not to speak of, showed me how to use, then maybe a new start is not so bad, and perhaps warranted.
I suppose it must be up to me to make a new life here, where who I am, and what my father was, has little bearing on anything else. I'm not bad with a needle, or, it happens, with a knife, if anyone has interest in such sort of work as that.
Let's see what this world has got in store for Jenny, shall we? Perhaps after a rest, I think.
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