The visit

That deep sleep was interrupted early the next morning by a knock on the door. Alyssa shot up in bed, looking around in confusion.

She wondered if she had just imagined the knock. Maybe she dreamed about it.

All she heard was silence for a few seconds until it was broken by another knock. Someone was there.

But why? Who would be knocking on her door so early in the morning.

She checked her phone for any messages to see if someone from the hospital had tried to reach her.

There was nothing. No calls. No messages. Someone was just there for some reason.

She crawled out of bed quietly and headed out of the bedroom to look at the front door.

Usually, someone knocking on her door wouldn't put her on edge, but a lot of craziness had happened lately.

She had to be wary about everything possible, and a random knock on her door sent up a red flag.