FREYA

My words were met with silence, still keeping my eyes towards the curtain beside the door, I reached for the lamp beside my bed and flicked it on to the full brightness. Nothing seemed out of place, aside from the wind blowing the curtains which might be why I thought someone was there. Shaking my head at how ridiculous I was letting my imagination get to me, I went over to the window to shut it.

Grateful for whatever might have woken me up, I paused listening for any sound and when I ...