#Chapter102
I slept terribly. Nightmares plagued my sleep all night, making me toss and turn, even waking in a sweat. My anxiety forced me to get up and check all the locks again. Then laying in bed trying to go back to sleep, my mind wouldn’t stop questioning if I really checked the lock on the windows or the door making me paranoid so I would check again. When the noise of my alarm blared loudly next to my head, I felt like a zombie. Dragging myself to my feet, I made my way to the bathroom and turned on the facet. Only nothing came out. The pipes shuttered and groaned, but no water. /"Fuck,/" I scream annoyed, realising the water had frozen in the pipes overnight.
The one morning when I need a shower to wake myself. Walking into the kitchen, I pick up the jug to find it empty.
