Siren was physically and mentally drained. Rest in that awful place was not a blessing, but she would consider it as compensation for all the awful things that happened to her from that day and beforehand. Yet, a noise distracted her. It awakened not only her body but also her mind, and just like that, she felt the weight building on her shoulders. And no matter how much she dismissed the fact, the pain was becoming too much that her heart ached. It was demanding to be felt ― like the noise outside the wall demanding for her attention.
She groaned and glared at the paint peeling off the ceiling. A blink and she realized the dust falling off from the small crack near the light was not an illusion. And that she was not feeling dizzy because she lacked sleep. The ground was shaking. The ent
