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Having conveyed Joyce, my aged companion, to the hospital the night before I had a sleepless night worrying about her. My last sight of her was being bundled into the ER and told it would be best if I came back in the morning.
When I returned, I found her in a state of agitation. She grabbed my arm and stated she had had a terrible night.
Apart from the uncomfortable bed and the constant probing of the medical staff she had endured a nightmare that had disturbed her.
In her nightmare, she was locked in a room made of a material that stretched and upon touch engulfed her.
Around her voices ridiculed her.
Joyce was visibly shaking as she recounted the ordeal and finished by saying she wanted me to take her back to the hotel.
When the Doctor arrived, I recounted Joyce’s ordeal to him.
He agreed she would be better off with me in the hotel and so transport arrangements were made.
We arrived back just as Roger, our tour guide, was taking the rest of the group on a tour of the local haunted castle. Joyce was happy to give it a miss.