Olivera had stayed awake ever since Nick had left the room. Currently, she was counting the number of boxed spaces in the ceilings of the room. She turned and turned over on the bed, totally restless and confused. After a while of tossing around, she stood up from the bed and walked towards the secret room. Since sleep was far from her, she decided to spend the time investigating the Luna and what she had to do with her family.
Getting to the wall, she traced the patterns, believing that it would work as it had before, but to her astonishment the door refused to budge. What the hell was this now? she thought, tracing the pattern again. But as before, nothing happened.
