The silence filled their conversation as Irene didn’t answer.
Jackson was right. Sleeping without any lights on could be challenging, but for their safety, they needed to endure it.
However, it was challenging in a way that Irene wasn’t thinking of. She was scared as hell of the dark. She had a horrible past about it.
Irene sighed, hugging Misty closer to her chest as if the small creature could shield her from the overwhelming darkness.
The dim moonlight shining through the gaps in their shelter wasn’t enough to fully ease her nerves.
“Can you sleep without any light?” Jackson asked, his tone low. “If not, I can make an opening from the outside—”
“No,” Irene interjected, stopping Jackson from speaking further. “It could be dangerous. What if the tiger wakes up in the middle of the n
