Find Me In Your Labyrinth pdf

Estelle had hoped that the side effects of the medication would diminish over time, but now it seemed that was not the case. “Don’t, it’s my fault you’re going through this,” Lambert said, his eyes flashing with pain and guilt as he gazed at her before pulling open the door and leaving. After he left, Estelle tried to recall the dream she had the previous night, but she couldn’t remember anything. Yet she had definitely dreamed something. That sense of wandering and sorrow lingered in her mind, a pervasive negativity occupying her thoughts. She suddenly wondered why Raiden had let her off so easily. Was it really just because of Lambert and Alvis? Was he still in control of her? Estelle lay back down, curling up under the weight of an inexplicable sadness that seemed to shatter her will to wake up. She felt so heartbroken! The grief was even destroying her desire to escape it! She wanted to stay in the dream, as if the dream world was where she truly belonged. Her phone lay beside her, buzzing with a barrage of messages. The first one that caught her eye was a birthday wish from Jonathan sent in the wee hours. [Honey, happy birthday!] it read. Just a few words, but they were like a beam of light piercing through the darkness, chasing away her anxiety and sorrow. Tears, long absent, filled her eyes. For the first time in a while, she felt the urge to cry. She had to get better! As long as he was with her, she could overcome

smile as she read his message, her resolve strengthening. She needed to complete her mission here as soon as possible and get away from Raiden! Once she left, her mind would no longer be controlled, and maybe the constant dreams would heal on their own. Estelle closed her eyes, trying to think calmly. Myra was still locked in Zack’s room, and since Zack had died, no one had entered that room again. Disguised as Myra, she had visited the mysterious twelfth level beneath the ground once more, but still found nothing. (Image) She had not found the documents, and Bernard could not die! Raiden wouldn’t let any harm come to Bernard, so the documents had to be extremely well-hidden. Where could they be? Why was the entire room’s alarm system triggered by a mouse? What was so special about that mouse? Estelle sprang from the bed, determined to revisit the twelfth