eight

Although her 'yes' had been calm, in her mind was chaos. "What is going on?!" Jocelyn thought to herself. A small part of her was relieved that Amelia wasn't losing her mind but the feeling of relief was overwhelmed by the feeling of terror.
"But where is it coming from?" She asked out loud.
"I don't know," Amelia replied. "But this isn't even the weirdest part.

Amelia got out of bed to explain the mystery of the door knob. That's when she noticed that Jocelyn was staring at her with wide eyes.
"Relax, Joce. It's harmless. Here let me show you." Amelia prompted for Jocelyn to join her by the door.
"Give me your hand."
Jocelyn obliged and let Amelia move her hand towards the knob. As soon as she touched the knob she wanted to remove her hand but Amelia held it in place.
"Relax. Listen." She told Jocelyn.

Calmer now, Jocelyn listened. She listened to the clinking of glasses and humming voices. She thought she heard laughter as well every now and then. All of this was encased within a beautiful melody playing in the background.
"Joce?" A familiar voice asked. It was Amelia. She opened her eyes not remembering when she closed them.