“Alright, everything’s fine. Everything’s just fine. We totally didn’t get swallowed up by some all-consuming bubble just now! Nothing terrible or crazy has happened, and everything is just. Fine. Just…”
Lisa’s quiet muttering jolted Zoey from her daze. She blinked, looking down at her hands.
No blood.
That was the weirdest daydream ever. Like, ever ever.
“Lisa?” Zoey hopped off her stool, kneeling down beside her babysitter. “Is something wrong?”