I woke up in my room. It was familiar and I felt lost. I cried for hours not knowing what to do with myself. I pulled at the dress trying to get it off. I hung it up in my wardrobe and had a wash. I felt cold and lifeless. My phone was nearly dead so I plugged it in. Messages flooded through. I looked at the date. I had been gone a month. I didn't sleep. After I dressed and headed outside the night was filling me with bitterness. I walked the lit up street all noises seeming louder that I could bare. I looked at the sky thinking that I had been looking at it with my love. I went home and slept full of exhaustion. The next day I got back to Gabby.
"Hey."
"Where Have you been! We were so worried and contacted the local authorities. What's going on are you ok" She did sound like she was stressed.
"I'm fine. I decided to have a holiday. It was last minute I'm so sorry I missed your party.I changed the subject.
"I'm upset you didn't come. It wasn't the same without you."
"Hey I've got to go. But thanks for looking for me. See you." After I said this I quickly googled Mr Rochester's house. Thornfield Hall. It still stood and was open to the public. I jumped in my car and headed there. It was far from where I lived but I had to go. I parked in the car park and pushed through all the other people. As I got closer I noticed that it looked dark and then I saw that it was ruins. It was burnt and was empty. I nearly threw up.
I ran to a member of staff.
" I thought this still stood that it was still a house. " I spoke looking sad.
"It was a fine house. In 1837 the house burnt down due to a fire. Some say it was mr Rochester who was the owner but very sad. Others say he had a mad wife. But no one was able to prove this. " I felt really ill and the staff noticed.
"You look unwell. Come with me I can help you." After dragging me to a seat I couldn't move.
"Why was mr Rochester sad." I managed to ask.
" there was a governess who worked there. They fell in love and were to be married. But rumours of his wife put her off and she left. She came back and was there for a while. But then she left him. He apparently couldn't cope without her. He was harsh and sent his ward away to school just living with the servants. The fire happened and everyone survived. But he was badly injured. Losing sight of his eye and lost his hand. The fire was not known how it started. "
" thank you for telling me. I must go." I left and felt like I was going mad. I had to get to him and warn him. But what connected me with time . I didn't know. I looked around the ruins and I kept crying. I then found a display inside a mini house which had artifacts of the house. There was a painting of the house and bits and bobs. A photo of him was displayed before the fire ruined the house. It had small writing at the bottom. Jane I hope you see this. He knew I would see this. Tears were now bad and I was a horrible sight. I kept looking and saw a bit of fabric. It was part of my dress. The dress I wore the night I had left. I lost all my self and ran to my car. The dress. It was the dress all the time that took me from different places. I rushed through my door and undressed putting my corset on and the dress. I made sure it was done up and closed my eyes. When I opened I was hurt. I hadn't gone back. I looked down to the dress and saw the rip. I then knew that I needed that peice of fabric.
