Several minutes went by but Dora's gaze was still fixed on the paper — the content had made her zone out completely, making her oblivious of her environment.
"This can't be happening." She mumbled when she finally returned to consciousness as she used the back of her hand to clean her eyes. She repeated her action the second time before taking a look at the paper again.
This time around, she turned around, darting her eyes around in hope of finding a clue. Finding none, with fear running through her veins, she tossed the flower aside then pushed the door in.
Immediately she got in, she banged the door shut and with her back rested against it, she slid to the cold floor, burying her head in her legs.
For more than an hour, she maintained her position. The only time she reacted was wh
