| Who is in there?
I woke up, felt the cold beside me. Was she dead? I touched her face. Rigor mortis. No expression, nor words. I panicked, fled the room, kept the door ajar. As if a stranger had entered the bedroom. ‘Wake up. If you don't, I'll phone the police.' Nothing. My body shook. I cried, holding the door handle, feeling the freezing cold coming from the bedroom. |