#scene 2b

You groan, desperately holding on to what little sleepiness you have left. It's nearing noon and yet you're still so tired. Hopefully whoever is at the door takes the hint and goes away soon.

Yet despite how desperately you wish for them to disappear, it is not granted.

There's another round of knocking on the door, then a pause. The doorknob jingles.

Whoever it is, they're trying to get inside.

There's a click.

They're opening the door, the rust hinges squeaking in protest.

Your heart is beating harshly in your chest, breath caught in your throat.

Another click.. the door is closed shut.

They're inside.

[ 1 ] Don't move, don't breathe

[ 2 ] Slowly get up