Idalia was in deep sleep, shutting off all her senses. She was unaware of the tall figure that creeped into her room in the night. She was tired from her first day at work and from coping with her heart ache of Farah avoiding her like the plaque. Even though she was fast asleep she kept having dreams about Farah. The dreams she was having were happy ones of the time they spent together. Unconsciously sad that, she may never experience such moments again, tears trailed down her cheeks while she was still asleep. The tall figure that creeped into her room smirked at the sight of her crying while gulping hard liquor from his wine flask.