The light was getting brighter and brighter, and no matter how hard she tried, Emily couldn't ignore it any longer. She blinked three times slowly, her eyes struggling to focus on the patch of wall in front of her. She could just about make out the color- pale blue, the same color as the walls in her room. In fact, it was the exact same color as the walls in her room.
She sat up slowly, blindly pushing the covers off her. She struggled to figure out how she managed to end up back in her own room- the last thing she clearly remembered was washing her face in James' bathroom. Had she really been so exhausted that she fell asleep without realizing it? She was quite impressed with Mary's ability to get her home and in bed, not only without waking her, but without giving her a concussion either.
Emily stood up and stretched, the last whispers of sleep fading away softly. She couldn't remember the last time she felt so completely rested- it had to have been years now. There was no haze to overcome this morning, no lingering sensation of dreams being kept just out of reach.
A quick glance out the window showed a world shrouded in fog, causing her to grin from ear to ear. She had several hours before her first appointment of the day, and she knew just how she was going to spend them.
She ran out of her bedroom and into Mary's room next door, but found it empty, the bed perfectly made. Running downstairs, she found she was indeed alone. Panic and paranoia gripped her for just a moment before she saw a note on the kitchen table, Mary's handwriting recognizable even from a distance.
Had a few things to take care of in town before getting some work done at the studio. Not sure when I'll make it back, didn't want you to worry.
She let the note fall back on the table, feeling vaguely abandoned. She made her way over to the phone, picking it up and dialing the number for Andy's office as if on autopilot. The line clicked strangely a few times before there was an answer.
Janet: "Stone Enterprises."
Emily: "Hi um… I'm calling for And- Mr. Stone. Is he available?"
Janet: "I'm sorry, Mr. Stone is in meetings until this afternoon. May I ask who's calling?"
Emily: "Can you just tell him Emily Laine called? I guess I'll try calling back later."
Janet: "I'll be sure to give him the message, Miss Laine."
The line went dead, but Emily made no move to hang the phone up, wavering over what to do next. She contemplated calling James or Tristan, but something told her it would be pointless. There was always Markus, but his grandmother was still in town and she wasn't sure if she would be up to doing what Emily had in mind. Finally, she hung the phone up in defeat.
Emily: "Fine… guess I'm on my own today."
She made her way upstairs where she got ready for the day while the fog outside grew thicker.