“Well, normal stuff. Farming, weaving, playing. But sometimes, everyone is...really frightened. There’s a monster that comes during the night. Every time the monster comes, more and more people disappear. No one knows what happens to them, because they never come back.”
Lilly Pearl finally managed to stand upright, wincing at the pain in her head. Her mind raced to remember where she was, who else may be there, and who she was.
Edna began to feel like one who awakens gradually out of a dream, a delicious, grotesque, impossible dream, to feel again the realities pressing into her soul. — Kate Chopin, The Awakening
