I’m trapped in the attic of a house. I can’t find a way out. I feel like my mom’s side of the family (especially my twin cousins) has been here before. I manage to find my mom and ask her how to get out. She says there is a way, but it hasn’t been used in years. She says there’s a secret corridor, but it’s old and dusty and likely to be very scary. I don’t care. I’ll try it. I need to get out. I wake up before I get to the tunnel.