Despite the various stressors and pressures in the life she now lived, she actually rarely woke up in any way other than peaceful.
Her wonderful husbands and sweet kitten had a way of making her so comfortable and war in bed that no matter what else was happening, even some of the worst things she'd gone through in either life, she usually woke up peacefully.
But when someone had the audacity to jump scare her in a dream and grab her shoulder both sudden and violent.
Well.
She couldn't be expected to react peacefully!
She jumped.
And she screamed.
She wasn't even fully awake when she started screaming. Her brain, which had been on a dream of walking to an impossibly far place and trying to reach the palace - which had seemed important and urgent - had jumped right to a nightmare of...
She didn't even know what.
Someone attacking her.
A ghost.
A.
Ghost?