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Author’s POV
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A loud banging noise jolted Isolde out of sleep, and she realized she had fallen asleep. She pulled her suitcase against her chest, looking in the direction the sound came from, but there was nothing. It was quiet again.
She realized that she must have been dreaming and pulled the suitcase even tighter as she leaned back against the wall, her senses heightened by the sudden awakening. But just then, a raucous laughter echoed through the walls of the bathroom, accompanied by running footsteps and other noises she didn’t recognize. She pushed away from the wall, realizing she was in trouble. The air grew thick with tension as the laughter echoed in her ears like a sinister symphony, and her heart raced like a wild stallion,
