The next three days I spent listening quietly at my door. I paid careful attention to the regularity and pattern of footsteps, morning, noon, and night. As I had suspected, it seemed like the only time the building stood vacant was in the early hours of the morning. Some time before the sun would raise its head.
lookedat me, as if seeing not just my face and limbs, but the bones and organs struggling to give me life beneath the skin itself.