Shattered By The Truth

Victory

I need not be told twice because the fear that a phone call gave me is chilling. Therefore, I switch off the phone and lock my door. I decide to be couped up in my bed until Angelo arrives.

As I flip through the television channels absent-mindedly, the temperature suddenly drops to a surreal degree. Shivering, I get up to retrieve the bathrobe and I am suddenly forced down by an invisible force. It catches me unawares, causing me to lose balance and hit the floor, face down.

Even though my nose is not broken, it hurts so badly. Of course, I am nose bleeding. The low temperature does not help things at all. It makes it hard for me to get up as it feels like I am suddenly locked up in a cold room. Teeth chattering and goosebumps all over, I push myself until I snatch the bathrobe.