Walk Into Yesterday — Mildred Davis

It was an unspeakable nightmare -- she was in some kind of institution, and the other patients all seemed to be freaks and imbeciles. She couldn't remember her own face and she was baffled by the strange scars on her arms and legs. The doctor told her that her name was Jane, that she'd been in a serious accident, that she was being taken care of by a kindly man who was her trustee and guardian. She remembered a lot of other things, too...but she had no way of knowing what was real and what was a product of her own fantastic dreams. She remembered clouds, and fire, and danger, and parts of books. And a man dying. She struggled to walk into her past but then a stranger appeared, and advised her that for her own safety some things were better left forgotten!