The Night of the Auction II

“Ahh? What took place?" I say, placing my hand on my head. It's still dark when I look around. Did I previously fall asleep? But why do I feel as if I'm missing something as if someone had walked in and my memories became abruptly hazy?

Did someone really come to see me? I notice that my hands are trembling and when I notice that the rest of my body is too, I hug my knees and rock back and forth on the bed. Even the blanket dropping to the ground could not have bothered me.

My head is all that matters to me right now, and I feel confused.

My head would hurt as I attempted to recall what had occurred earlier.

“What happened before?” I feel as though something is missing...

When I first wake up, I assume it's morning, although it's still dark outside.

I’m unable to quit furrowing my brows. It feels strange because I am unable to recall anything, including how I went to sleep. Maybe it was just a nightmare, a horrible incident from the past that I don't think I remember at all.

My eyes w