Late at night, Samuel woke up to the sound of rustling coming from his door. Due to his special body, he was never a heavy sleeper. Sensing something was wrong, he made his way toward it to find a little girl holding a big pillow while rubbing her eyes.
" Hannah, What happened?" He asked.
" Brother, I can't sleep."
It was bound to happen; telling horror stories to children was never a good idea. Samuel glanced at the clock; it was already half past one.
" Come inside. Want something to drink? Warm milk could calm your body."
She nodded, but the problem was it would be hard to find someone awake at this hour. He could get it, but he had to leave her alone for a while.
" I will turn on the lights. Can you wait a few minutes? I will be back before you know it." She was hesitant initially, but it was bright enough for her to hold on for those few minutes.
