Switching Lanes.

Far from her means to find a solution or escape point, Alycia absolutely struggled to accept the conditions. Still occupying the very same unpleasant room she had never been released from. It was inducing a major sense of depression within her, day in and day out she would try to gather some hope. Sadly, fear succeeded in surpassing her, especially after the triggering event which took place the last time Ashton came in. Constantly dwelling on her mind she was beyond paranoia and her insomnia grew entirely worse than ever before.

Sitting on the bed and staring at the wall, looking out the window and listening to her blatant thoughts. This was all she would do, trying to keep sane as each aching hour passed. Some moments she would zone out staring at the door knob where all her frustration would begin.