I was woken up from my sleep by the shrill voice of an alarm.
I took a glance at my phone. It was only 4am in the morning.
“Wake up, Stella. It’s time for a job.” Ulma’s cold voice entered my ears.
“Ughhh… Let me sleep for just a little longer.” I mumbled as I turned off the alarm and buried myself back into the comfort of my sheets.
“If you won’t get up, then I’ll help you.”
“Come on! Give me another 30 minutes!”
When Ulma remained silent, I thought that I was off the hook.
But I could feel a sudden gust. Someone had pulled up my sheets and put it back down again.
It was followed by a sensation of something hairy crawling up my leg.
And in my daze, I grabbed at said object that was the size of a tennis ball. I could feel it struggling against my grip
