Thessalia tossed and turned in bed, unable to shake the restless feeling that had taken hold of her. Her mind was racing, and she knew she needed to release the pent-up energy somehow. With a deep sigh, she slipped on a comfortable blue t-shirt and a pair of grey shorts, the cool fabric against her skin bringing her a sense of comfort.
The halls were silent and empty as she made her way to the back door, the only sound being the soft padding of her feet on the ground. She was careful not to make any noise, not wanting to disturb anyone who might be sleeping.
With a sense of anticipation, she began to walk towards the back door, her feet barely touching the ground. She knew she needed to run, to move, to release the tension that had built up inside her. And so, she started to pick up the
