It’s so hot. The sheets of her bed wrap tightly around her along with a thin layer of sweat. She can feel herself being suffocated. Quickly she sits up in her bed and takes a few deep breaths in the dark. Her mind is trying to piece together what happened when suddenly she remembers. She remembers hands grabbing at her. Her own hands reach down to discover that is still fully clothed.
A sigh of relief fills the room as her head lands back on her pillow. She rolls onto her side as the image of Grant fills her thoughts. He came to her rescue again. A smile plays on her lips, but only for a moment before she feels the odd sensation of someone watching her. Always in the dark. This time she doesn’t turn her light on. She sits up and her eyes automatically go to the darkest corner of her room
