fragile chest. Sweat dribbling down her forehead as she awoke. After a while,
she blinked suddenly. Only hearing the howling wind outside, and the movements
of her cold legs, it was not long until she shattered the silence. Meanwhile,
the floor boards were creaking as the horrifying noise of footsteps began to get
closer. She grabbed a beloved object from her bedside table and grasped it
tighter. It was a box. A decorated box with sequins and stars even some bold
writing. But when she opened the lid she snatched a red bottle from it with blue
liquid! And smashed it in front of her feet.