The little old lady asked me who I was and I told her I didn't know.
She asked me if I had a wallet or any pictures in my pockets. I
looked and found a black leather wallet with a button on it. She
opened it. It had $40 plus some pictures of my family. She showed
me the pictures, but they didn't bring back anything to my mind about
me. That night I fell asleep and layed next to Cassie, but I got up
quietly and crept to the door. I opened it. I found a staircase and
walked up the steps and found...
As you walk into the small cottage on the shoreline, you are
approached by a small wrinkled old lady about 4' 5". She
appeared to be a widow because the husband was nowhere to be found.
The cottage was a very small cottage--only one room in the whole house
plus a little kitchen. But there was a door that looked to lead up to
an upstairs part of the cottage. I was curious, but I didn't want to
invade or ask questions just yet.