With each passing day, I would stay up until the middle of the night because of the probability that Geraldine would show up. Every little movement would make me wake up from my sleep.
And tonight is the same.
While the others are sound and deep in their sleep, evident in their snores, I couldn't sleep. I keep on tossing and turning in my sleep.
I know it is not right to escape here that's why I'm not going to do that. When Geraldine gets here, I will get out of this institution and re-operate my plan that bombed last week because of Neuron.
And then I will force Geraldine to surrender herself, and I will go back here with her.
I don't care if she hates me for what I will do. It's the right thing to do.
It was midnight and it's so quiet. But I heard some grunts and movements echoing from the corridors. I got up from sleep and tried to listen.
There are definitely swift foot movements.
