She awoke to the sound of screaming, this time, however, she knew what it was and why it was happening.
"Lana! Get the hell up you're going to be late for work!" her mother screamed from the bottom of the stiars.
She slowly arose, shaking off the remnants of the dream, or was it a dream she considered. The memory of it seemed much more vivid than any dream she had ever had before. She sighed and got up anyway, running for her closet to gather her close and get ready for work.
Downstairs her mother wandered off into the kitchen to fix breakfast, a smirk across her face.
Lana quickly dressed and came downstairs, barely having time to run a brush through her hair. She waved to her mother and rushed out the door to her car.
As she exited the house she realized something was not right, she quickly turned around and suddenly everything went black. She was still conscious but she could not see anything but the outline of the door before her and a strange clicking noise coming from within.
She blinked a few times and reached for the knob.