Chapter 74
He ran back to the mansion and broke open the front door. He ran up to the landing and down the hall to Sugar’s room. When he burst in, his hands grasping each side of the frame, he saw a room that had been changed from how he remembered it. Furniture had been moved slightly to make space for, what was it? Realization dawned, and his eyes widened. Pushing himself away from the door frame, he rushed forward and looked down and gasped.
It was Sugar! Her face filled with wrinkles, hair white with age, and she was lying in a coffin.
Dead!
His face crumpled in tears. Desperate, he began to search the room for some kind of clue as to what had happened and saw a calendar on the bedside table.
The year was 2048!
Sugar was seventy-six years old, and dead!