ALLEN/LEAH
Tossing around all night wasn't the worst part of the night. It was the subtle whispers that gave Allen a brain-numbing migraine. It's been a long time since that happened. Although he does have regular insomnia, the whispers weren't part of it, until that moment.
He slipped out of bed the moment his digital clock read 4:02am and put on a pair of gray sweatpants and a black tank top. Opting for lenses instead of glasses, he prepped his gym bag and headed for the gym on the first floor, right above the parking lot.
The strenuous exercise could hardly keep his mind away from the tormenting whispers, so he went harder, ignoring his sore muscles that were literally crying out. He only took short breaks to rehydrate himself and continued.
Soon, his timer stopped again. At 7:34am,
