In this comfy bed with a comfy pillow, falling asleep should have been easy. So, why haven't I slept yet even though several days earlier I can sleep in this cold rainy night? The thought of getting attacked by a massive army is lingering on my mind. I don't know any information since my father doesn't give me any, and it's concerning. Rachel is already snoring on the other bed.
I lie down right next to my rifle, not the MH rifle, but the M4. In case something happens, I can quickly get to my rifle and shoot down the bad guys. However, I really don't want something to happen, I prefer to enjoy my comfy life than have to survive in this unknown pseudo-colonial world.
However, Rachel notices that I can't sleep. Each time I close my eyes, my reflexes immediately grab the M4 and I become awake. She walks to my bed and sits down right next to me. She then grabs onto my head.
"Helen, what's the matter, why aren't you sleeping yet?" She asks.
