Connected

Zwetta who was fast asleep in her bed suddenly woke up when she felt her chest tighten for no reason.

"What is wrong with me?" Zwetta stammered . "Why is my chest suddenly tight like this?"

Using her left hand, which had begun to improve, Zwetta then grabbed the button beside the nightstand to turn on the light in her room. With her eyes not fully open, Zwetta looked at the clock on the wall in her room. Zwetta's lips curled slightly when she saw the number indicated by the rectangular digital clock.

Because the tightness in her chest did not go away, Zwetta decided to get up from her bed and walked to the refrigerator near the cupboard where some of her weapons were stored.

Carrying a can of her favorite soft drink, Zwetta sat on the balcony of her room looking out at the bustling streets of New York.

"Why does my chest suddenly feel tight like this," Zwetta said again. "It doesn't feel very comfortable."