In Verena's room, as she lay in bed, her eyes heavy with sleep after watching a movie. The creak of her bedroom door roused her from her drowsiness, and she blinked, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep.
She squinted in the darkness, realising that she had forgotten to lock her door. Curiosity mingled with a hint of concern as she quietly slid out of bed.
Carefully, she eased herself into her wheelchair, the familiar creak of its wheels filling the hushed room. Verena rolled towards the open door, her senses on high alert, wondering who might have entered and why they hadn't announced themselves.
As she moved into the hallway, her eyes scanned the shadows, searching for any sign of an intruder.
Silence hung heavy, broken only by the distant hum of the night. Verena hesitated, contemplating returning to her room, but a flicker of curiosity pulled her forward.
