It was not one of Vera's nights, it was a hassle to rest her pretty little head, even with her room kept cool and the white noise accompanying her, her body naturally unsheathed from the confinements of her clothing, one of her breasts exposed alongside the scar under its fold. She didn't mind the scar, in fact, without it, she wouldn't have such a feminine body part...
Every time she closed her eyes, she would see terrible, terrible things. Intrusive thoughts ate at her, but her body, at least physically, had no desire to move. She was paralysed until she passed out.
That was until something knocked at her door. Vera's eyes jolted over to the door that was mere feets away from her. She rolled on her side and covered her bare body with her sheet.
