The Fifth Attic

Everyone dreams. Some people dream once in a while, while others dream every day.

They say that what you think about during the day appears in your dreams at night, but my dreams have nothing to do with the day.

I thought everything in the attic was fake, until a bone-deep pain shot through my body.

I thought the attic was the most dangerous place, until a chance discovery made me realize that I should be grateful the attic was where I started…

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.