LILIANA
A sudden crash has me jolting awake and out of the bed in one single motion. Instinctively, I reach for the dresser to grab something, anything at all to brace myself with.
Each drawer comes empty and my heart plummets a thousand feet underground. I'm truly f****d.
My eyes scan the room for something solid that I can use for self-defense. I discover to my dismay that there is none.
“Who's there?” The question is my last resort. I try to keep my voice steady even though my emotions are quite the opposite within.
No response.
Another crash echoes through the hallway, causing me to jump in fright, my heart doing wild palpitations.
A sharp curse from a muffled voice follows shortly after. My heart leaps into the hollow space in my throat, constricting my airways.
I can't help
