I woke in the night, clammy from dreams of falling and dangling and dead flat eyes, to the now familiar voice wailing outside. The window was open again. I flicked on the bedside light but it shorted in a shower of sparks that made me squeak in surprise.
Great. I'll just do it all in the dark then.
I was too exhausted to be really afraid.
Let me in…let me…
Without even looking I shoved the book back on the shelf. I hooked the window latch closer and made a desperate grab, heart thudding as my brain started to wake up. My hands were numb and clumsy with cold. I felt the graze of icy fingers graze over my wrist before I slapped the window closed. Breathing hard, I drew the curtains again.
Thunk. Thunk.
Let me in! I can't find him…
I knew without looking that two pale hands were pressed against the glass. I dove back under my duvet shuddering. I pulled a pillow over my head to try and shut out the voice. No good. She was screaming inside my head and I was sick with revulsion again. Had I ever wanted to help her? Couldn’t think… I summoned a last shred of strength and pushed out against her like I had before.
Go the hell away!
I fell back into cloying sleep. Dreams clung and tore like cobwebs. In the dim early morning light it felt unreal. I was exhausted and unsure if I dreamt the whole thing. Only the blown light bulb was evidence. The glass from the rim had melted into the socket. The rest of the glass was just gone. Vaporised. The light filament was charred black.
Things were definitely getting worse.
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