Helanie:
"I'm fine. It was nothing," I told Norman when he saw me come into the bedroom, panting and scared.
I wasn't scared of Emmet--I was scared of what was happening to him. Even with so much going on, I noticed a few things.
His words, "You are not real," made me confused.
He was having a hard time not only recognizing me but also thinking I was someone else? Why would he say that?
That's why I rushed back to my room, avoiding Emma and my mother who was following me, asking what had happened.
"Helanie, please tell me what happened," Norman insisted, holding my hands.
"It wasn't a big deal, trust me," I gave him a reassuring look, but deep down, I was so sad for Emmet.
I planned to go back with Norman to check on him again after he calmed down. But then, I heard screams from downstairs that made Norman and me share a look of horror before rushing down.
"What could it be about?" I asked Norman as we ran.
