Disheveled.

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Alana's POV. The sudden banging on my door jolted me out of sleep, I didn't even realize I fell asleep. My mind raced as I remembered what happened during the past few hours, the loud banging continued outside my room. "Who is it?" I asked, my voice cracking from sleep and tiredness. I frowned at the sudden silence wondering who it was at the door. "Who's there?" I called again, hoping to hear some sort of response this time from whoever it was. "Answer me!" There was no response. Not even a faint echo in my ears or footsteps moving away from the door. Shaking with fear, I sat up straight on the bed, wondering if I should open the door and check. "I wish there's a keyhole." I stared at the door , debating whether or not I should go look. The banging returned, and this time it was

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