A SLIM shadow moved frantically in the enclosure of four walls and only two furniture assets yet, before a repetitive sound arose. The shout of the present time only made Adda panic more. She could feel her eyes heavy and dry, yet they were wide and she could have swore her eyelids were gone, she could barely get herself to close her hurt eyes while she threw cold water on her face. It didn’t take much before she closed the faucet of the bathroom and prodded her cheeks a tad too hard, not to wake up, no. She was sure he wouldn’t be able to sleep just like that night had been of fear and worry, but her hands, her legs, her body retained a surge of energy that made her tremble and jump at the slightest of sounds that dawn provided.