Case Reopened: The Person of Interest

"Have you not slept at all?" Zach's brows arched in concern as soon as Dryzza trudged into the office.

"Do I truly look that dreadful?" she replied, stifling a yawn as she nearly collapsed into her chair.

"More like, utterly ghastly," Sai, one of their colleagues, interjected, stepping to the corner of Dryzza's desk and tapping the stack of white files he had placed there earlier.

Zach couldn't help but notice how drowsy and disoriented Dryzza appeared as she slumped into her chair.

"What happened?" he asked, genuine concern etched across his face. Dryzza looked at him, perplexed, as if struggling to recall something just out of reach.

"I'm not sure," she murmured, furrowing her brow. "I had the weirdest dream last night. It was horrible, but... I can’t seem to remember much about it."