Liora
I wasn’t sure when I’d passed out. But when I woke, it wasn’t morning yet.
The rain had stopped. The wind no longer rattled the windows. The dorm had settled into silence, except for the horror movie still murmuring from the forgotten TV.
Mia was curled beside me on the narrow couch, one arm slung over her face.I stayed still for a moment, watching her breathe, the blue flicker of the screen sketching faint shadows across her cheek.
I didn’t know what had woken me. Maybe just a crick in my neck. Either way, I figured I could finally move to my bed.
It would’ve been peaceful.
If not for the pebble.
Click.
I didn’t move at first. Could’ve been the wind.
Click. Click.
I squinted toward the glass. Great.
Slipping off the couch without waking Mia, I crossed the room and drew
