"Continue our talk, Jerlina..."
Jerlina took in a deep breath. She didn't know why she said what she said. She made a plan to pretend to believe him and she can't even follow through with it.
She stayed silent and gathered her thoughts. She was scared to have him in the room when just some minutes ago he tried to hurt her.
And that's why when she saw his legs leaving her bedside, she was relieved. But then the room turned bright and he came to her bedside once again.
Crouching down, he looked at her and she scooted to the far end of the bed.
"I'm sorry..." he sighed. "Jerlina, please... Don't be scared. I just want to talk to you. Can you come out? I don't like it... I have cleithrophobia..."
"Cleithrophobia?" Jerlina gulped. She knew it is the fear of getting trapped in small spaces and if he is feeling phobic now, she wondered if he is planning on getting in.
But if his condition is serious, isn't this place the safest place on earth for her?
