Yes, but not for long.

The flickering of lights wakes you again. You sit all the way up this time, looking around. You don't see Ashley anywhere.

Suddenly, out of the corner of your vision, you percieve movement. You whirl your head around to see... nothing. Then the lights flicker again, and in the darkness between the flashes of brightness, you see someone. A woman. The woman from the metro. She's sitting next to you on the couch, smiling.

Fear fills your mind again as you scramble away from her, remaining on the small couch. The lights continue to flicker, but she doesn't disappear. In the flashes of darkness, her irises remain in your vision, and her shape has more substance than it did on the metro. She leans towards you, her smile small but unnerving. You struggle to speak.

"Wh-what do you want?"

She pauses, and the lights suddenly stop flickering, plunging the room back into darkness. her form is no longer visible, but your senses tell you that she's still here. You feel breath on your ear, joined by a soft voice. "I want to make you feel good, Chris."

You flinch, the words starting you. You whirl your head around, but the darkness reveals nothing to you.

"What are you? Who are you? Why do you know my name?" You voice barely surpasses a whisper, but you're somehow sure she hears you. All you hear in return is an echoing gentle chuckle.

In the tense silence that follows, you're suddenly aware of the sensation of a hand on your shoulder. You look over, but of course, there's nothing there. You shiver, but the hand remains, and it begins sliding down yur chest, making small, circular motions. You want to make it stop, it's too much, but you're helpless.

It's just like... It's just like...

You try to put it out of your mind, but the helplessness of the situation keeps forcing your memory back to another time. You whimper as the memories suddenly flood over you, overcoming your feeble resistance.