Wanda nodded slowly as he described the dream, her steps slowing until she came to a complete stop. What he was describing matched a great deal of her own nightmares. The chasm, children getting sucked into the darkness as they screamed, disappearing in front of her. Was this how the children in her dreams saw their fate? Was this nightmare of Billy's really just a dream or a long buried memory? Maybe this was what would finally prove her belief that Billy and Tommy were really her sons.
"Was there anyone else with you? Another boy, maybe?" She finally asked. She was visibly shaken, though not enough to cause the boy too much alarm. "Is there anything else you remember? About the room or the voices?" She hated making Billy remember all the details of this dream that plagued him, but she needed to know.