Leena stepped into her room, locking the door behind her. The dim overhead light flickered slightly as she switched it on, but she ignored it. The day had been exhausting, and all she wanted now was a hot shower to wash off the dirt and tension.
She stripped down and stepped under the steaming water, letting it run over her smooth skin, relaxing her tense muscles.
But just as she closed her eyes, a strange sensation crept over her.
A presence.
The same eerie feeling she had earlier.
Her breath hitched as the hairs on her arms stood up. She opened her eyes, her heart pounding against her ribs. The bathroom door was still shut. The steam swirled around her, but something felt… wrong.
She listened. Silence.
Swallowing, she shook her head. "Just my imagination," she muttered, trying to convince herself.
After finishing, she reached for her towel—only to realize…
She forgot to bring it.
She exhaled sharply, frustrated with herself. "Great."
With no choice, she cracked the bathroom door open slightly, peeking into the dimly lit room. It was empty.
Biting her lip, she took a deep breath and stepped out completely naked, her damp skin glistening under the soft light. The cool air sent a shiver down her spine as she hurried toward the wardrobe where she had left her clothes.
Just as she reached for them—
A gust of cold air rushed past her.
As if someone had moved right behind her.
She froze.
Her breath hitched, her heart hammering.
She was alone. Wasn't she?