**ADDIE'S POV**
I couldn't really see the man with the Victorian Era clothes anymore, nor could I see the crowd that was there at the dinner party. I couldn't make out the ball gown that I was wearing, instead I was wearing the same dress that I had been in when I left my room that evening.
The man was back on his knees though. He was kneeling in front of me as he held onto my right hand and tapped my face with his other one.
"Addie?" He was calling out to me. That was strange. I was able to hear the name now. Why was that? Why was it that I was able to hear my name? If he had been calling me by my name the entire time, then why was it being blocked out? And why is it that I couldn't hear the man's name when I said it in my dream or vision or whatever it was that I had just experienced? This was all so strange. "Addie, are you OK?"