Èmma's P.O.V

I wake up later that day maybe around 9 o'clock in the morning.  I go doen stairs and see Ben stairing at his food tiredly. He looks like he barely got any sleep. "Ben you okay" I ask quietly as I sit next to him. He looks over at me and nods. He had a wrap around his neak, maybe he got hurt. "What happened to your neak" I whisper. Ben's eyes widen and he says "you did this. What, you don't remember".  I shake my head and try to remember what he is talking about.  I...I don't remember! I eat and go upstairs to my dark room. I turn on my red light and start to put special pictures in the ink. I found an old camera in my closet last night before I went back to sleep.  I just want to see what was on the camera,  I know there was at least one or two pictures on it. I wait as the picture dries on the string. I then turn the light back on clean everything up and look at the picture. It was a picture of me in a white dress with blood at the bottom. When was this taken and how did I get that dress on!? Hmm maybe it's not me and just someone that looks like me. I put my pictures fromthe camera in my desk. I pull out a piece of paper and pen and go to draw something when someone knocks on my door. I set the notebook down and go to the door. I peak out of it to see Helen standing there. He pushes the door open a little more since I had it so he could barely come in. "What did you and Ben talk about at breakfast because you seemed really shocked" Helen asks. I quickly think of a response and say "Ben told me he tried to fight in a boss battle with him actually inside the game. He ended up getting cut in the neak, I was asking about that". He nods and says "I don't really like you hanging with Ben". I nod and say "okay I'll stop". Helen leaves and I close my door. I lay in bed still tired. I feel my eyes slightly closing, and I fall asleep