I quickly showered, mentally preparing myself for making breakfast for The Trio. To my surprise, I didn't hear them yelling for me or banging on my wall. Weird, I looked at the clock. It's the normal time. I waited another fifteen minutes, but I still heard nothing but silence. For some reason, my hearing has always been good. Maybe it is because I have felt like prey and had to rely on it to escape or hide. I exit my room, listening for any sounds to give me any indication that they are awake. ...