It's three in the morning.
Becca Reyes, thirsty in her sleep, got up in the middle of the night to get a drink of water, walking sleepily in her slippers to pour herself a glass.
The sound of water being poured was particularly jarring in the silent dormitory.
Becca Reyes gradually became more awake.
Just as she finished pouring hot water into her cup, she shivered suddenly, her back tingling with an icy sensation.
She put down the kettle and turned to glance behind her, but there was nothing amiss in sight.
All the beds were still, the dormitory empty and echoingly quiet, with no traces of anyone else.
She hesitated, took a few puzzled steps towards the window until she reached Flossie Wright's bed. It was then that she finally realized what was wrong.
"Uh…"
Becca Reyes was flabbergasted.
Moonlight streamed in from the window, falling directly on Flossie Wright's bed, presenting a clearly visible view.
