House Of Weeping Caroline

You wake up to a dim, nearly pitch-black room supported only by the unswerving light bouncing from the window, far ahead you see the watch tower but nothing much else,

The sudden clap of the thunder jolts your body awake. Outside, you hear the raging storm shaking you to your core. It is comforting to have shelter if only you knew where you were and remember how you got there, all you know is that you miss your Mommy and Daddy, and it's getting cold in here.