Flashback: May 1994
The room was dark and cold. Calista snuggled warmly in between the arms of her mother and father. The night was not getting any younger but her eyes cannot succumb to her sleep. Her mind was racing around the thought of the knock as she cuddled her mother hugging her tight covering herself with the blanket. She closed her eyes tight as she prayed again for sleep where she finally dozed off.
Calista suddenly woke up from a cold breeze that found its way inside the blanket. The chill was lingering and felt like tendrils caressing her spine. She jolted from her mother's warm embrace and peeped her head out from the blanket where only the pale light from the moonlit room drew the silhouettes of everything around her.
Surprisingly, her actions did not awaken her parents.
