Alita woke up abruptly with a gasp the next morning. The same nightmare she had about the woman who was being abused by a man, where she couldn't see their faces, but could hear their voices, had replayed again.
This time, it gave her more chills because the woman touched her arm before screaming "save me." It felt so real that even now as she was awake, she could still feel it as if the woman had touched her in reality.
The whole thing was becoming too creepy and she didn't know who to share it with. She didn't think anyone would understand anyway.
Looking around the room, she heaved a sigh of relief seeing that there was nobody in there with her. Axel must have brought her back here last night as she couldn't remember leaving the theatre.
