"Who could this be?"
She closed the book and sat up in bed. Her gums started itching a bit due to nervousness and she gulped, clenching her teeth. There was no clock nearby so she doesn't have any idea about the exact time but as per her assumption, it must be past midnight.
Thinking that her rescuer may have come back whose name she still didn't know because neither she bothered to ask nor he volunteered to tell, she crawled out of the blanket and tiptoed towards the door after quickly grabbing a rolling pin from the kitchen counter.
The door didn't have any sort of hole in there for her to peek outside so she just stood there for a while debating on whether she should ask who it is first, directly open the door and hit whoever comes in or not open the door at all pretending to be non existent.
