Alisa clenched her fist and readying herself to a fight. Such pressure from a little girl is making her feel uncomfortable. She feels like her knees are about to fall on the wooden floor any second.
{ What's up with this?! I'm fairly confused why this girl is acting like a mad person }
Just by the look in her eyes, it feels and dangerous, dark and the moon-like eyes of hers is a bottomless pit.
" Y-yes I want to know ". Alisa response.
The girl then looked on the wooden floor and gripped the white cloth covering the top of the bed and suddenly; tears flows out of her eyes.
" Is that's so?! ". She shouted.
Alisa took a step back and stares at the little girl while she cries. Alisa then got to the door and immediately exited the room with speed.
......
Alisa is breathing heavily for some reason. Is it fear she asked herself; she then gathered some courage and opened the wooden door again.
But inside the room was only filled with silence and darkness, Alisa enter the room again and the bed is fixed with no tangled what so ever.
She put her hand on top of the bed and it was cold to the touch. Alisa then began to wonder if that was real.
She then stares at her right hand and it was shivering.
" Why? It's not even cold Alisa ".