An impervious lull enclaved them, thinning the air to the point of suffocation. Becca didn't know how she managed to fall asleep after the disturbing things Leo shared with her but somehow, she still did, the warmth he radiated quelling the unrest in her. Dawn unfurled. Thankfully the curtains were still shut, hindering the morning sun from unleashing its sinister quirks; waking her up.
Groaning, Becca stirred, her hand feeling Leo's side of the bed. Except for the soft sheet she was now sprawled on, she felt nothing. Her eyes squinted open, lethargically surveying the space and everything in it, wandering the walls until, miraculously, her gaze fell on the clock.
