The moon hung low in the sky, casting an ethereal glow over the quiet streets of the neighborhood.
It was 3 AM, and all was still.
The houses that lined the street were massive, each boasting luxurious designs and perfectly manicured lawns.
Lucia's home was no exception, tucked away in this affluent part of the city, where silence reigned.
The neighborhood where she lives is filled mostly with wealthy people.
Inside, in her bedroom, she was fast asleep, curled up beneath her blanket after a long day.
Her room was dim, the only light coming from the soft beams of moonlight peeking through her curtains.
Her breathing was steady and peaceful.
She had fallen asleep around 11 at night, exhausted from the day, but her peaceful rest was about to be interrupted.
Without warning, the shrill sound of her phone pierced through the silence.
She never bothered to put it on silence because nobody usually disturbed her sleep.
