You are floating in the darkness. "So," you ask the dream, you ask yourself, "What will it be this time?" You don't expect an answer, so the silence comes as no surprise. As you float there in the darkness, you start merge with it. You feel invisible against the absence of light, part of the walls. Then suddenly you are looking at yourself. It feels like you are on a thin leash, allowing you to travel, but keeping you chained to your body. Without thinking, you start to run. You don't know where you are running to, but you find yourself back at the scene in the kitchen, with the shadow. The scene replays before your eyes, but just as you run into the kitchen you notice something that you hadn't seen before. "Stop!" you shout and, much to your surprise, the scene pauses. Carefully you edge past yourself, frozen mid roar and you walk into the kitchen. Coming from the shadowy figure is a shaft of light. No, coming from the shaft of light is the shadowy figure. You memorize the position the light emits from and slowly think yourself back to your physical body. As you float in the darkness, a thought starts to emerge from the depths of your mind. I've done this before.
You wake up at four in the morning. The curtains still haven't been replaced, so ragged shadows flit across your walls. You groan and pull the duvet back over your head. Then the dream comes back to you. You carefully slide past the nurse's room and down the stairs. The kitchen is dark and quiet. You carefully carry a chair over to the spot below where you saw the shaft of light. Carefully, you step onto the seat of the chair and reach up into the corner where the light was coming from. Your fingers brush against something glassy. A projector. It is mounted into the wall, possibly wired into the house. Why would there be a projector wired in the house? Unless… What if Velma predicted the amnesia? What if Velma set up a series of safe guards, just in case she lost her memory, in case you lost your memory? You carefully step off the chair and walk to the kitchen drawer. After lifting up the false bottom, you stick your finger into the key-shaped indent. There is a whir and the projector flickers into action. The shadowy figure flickers in the doorway then it runs towards the drawer, which is still open, and starts to rummage through it. You watch the holographic fingers pass through the bottom. Then it turns, stares into space and then runs out of the room. You push the false bottom into place and it closes with a crash. You wince, as you hear a creak from the nurse's room. You hurriedly close the drawer and push the chair back into place. Then you pad quickly back up the stairs and into your room.
Lying in bed, you think over the developments. The motion triggered holograph. You think back to the day of the incident. The crash from the kitchen, the sudden freeze. Then something hits you. Someone else must've been in the room. You think it through. The cold air must've come from an open window, so the thief must've come in to take the key. They rummage through the drawers while you're on the phone and find the false bottom. They take the key, but the holograph appears. They see it and freak out, slamming the false bottom back into place. This alerts you, so the person jumps out of the open window. You come in, find the drawer open, and see the holograph. Of course you know what happens next. So there must've been somebody else in the house when the key was stolen. You think regretfully of the broken laptop. If you'd looked up Velma's search history… You mentally correct yourself. Your search history, not Velma's. You are Velma. With that thought, you fall back into a deep sleep.