Baudelaire Academy

“I shouldn’t be here.” She gives me a curious look but I don’t know how else to explain it. The accident was clear enough I should of died. But I didn’t. The police were baffled not to mention the ambulance. Now these dreams haunted you like a neverending price. You know if you talked to Andre about them he would understand what they meant. But you hadn’t talked to him since the accident. “Ashefault.” The escort looks at me, “we have to go. Now.” There is slight waver in her voice.