Claudia came to a stop when she saw the woman at the top of the stairs. Her eyes were wide as she stared at the woman. She was familiar. Or as familiar as the people of daydreams could be. But there was no real connection. "You...I... what?" she frowned, going back over her words.
"My... no," she shook her head. "It's not my home. I don't have one anymore." a frown creased her forehead and her voice dropped to a lower tone. "I don't have anything any more."