Diora
The effect of the sleeping pills I had taken earlier had barely begun kicking in when I heard it.
A rustling noise by my dresser.
I didn't think it would be that hard to even move a muscle from the spot I lay in, under the covers but when it persisted and it occurred to me that it wasn't just my mind playing tricks on me. My eyes snapped open on impulse, automatically darting to the dresser where they settled on the figure shrouded by the dark, aggressively looking through my things.
A wave of panic seized me, propelling me to push my covers off my body as I proceeded to grab one of my heels which I had thrown on the floor when I arrived from work earlier but I refrained, choosing to turn on the lights to make out who the intruder was.
I flicked on the lights abruptly and it all
