Hazeal

I woke up with a vengeful thirst, I wasnt having a good night sleep at all.

It was very quiet in the pack house and when I checked the time, it was well past midnight.

I couldnt wait till morning, I had to have some water now or my throat would crack up.

Slowing and quietly, I eased the door open.

One step at a time, I creeped down the stairs and sighed in relief when I got there without making a single ...