As I sat at the breakfast table, spooning cereal into my mouth, my mind was far from the mundane routine of morning rituals. Instead, I found myself lost in thought, replaying the eerie encounter with the beast just a few hours ago.
I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled over me since then. The memory of its glowing eyes and menacing growl haunted me, sending a shiver down my spine. And yet, as I glanced at the clock on the wall, I couldn't help but wonder: where had the light come from when I had ventured out of my room?
The light rays when I had woken up had suggested that time was at least six am. Yet when I checked my alarm clock after my return, it had been just 2 am; too early for dawn to break through the curtains.
"Maya, is everything okay?" Laura's voice broke through my thoughts, snapping me back to reality.
