Astrid's phone's music blared loudly while the thunder rumbled outside. Her head was on her pillow, and she fixed her gaze up to the ceiling.
As she decreased the volume, she believed she heard her name. She had mistakenly assumed her grandmother had made the call.
This time, when she heard her name again, she wasn't dreaming. She took a look around her space. “Who are you? What do you want from me? " Still looking around, she replied.
A deeper voice was heard. The voice called her name like a song, "Astrid. I am aware of who you are and I can assist you. "
“Who am I?” She asked. “Who are you?”
"I am your ally. I am your only friend, and I can help you.”
“Help me?”
“You can trust me, and I'll be happy to assist you in any way you need. The voice said.
"How can I trust you if I
