It was a dark and dreary night. The city far from sight and nothing but the sound of crickets and the faint sound of the pap pap of rain hitting the beaten and broken place Luna called home. She lay on the damp floor wondering through her mind, which was as broken and flawed as her current living situation. But she can never go back to that place. Ever since that event she would never be welcomed back.
She was slowly drifting into sleep, a rare occurrence for Luna especially after all that had happened in town, and yet the fatigue seemed to be stronger than the constant nightmare that was her thoughts. Her eyes were slowly getting heavier when a large thud come from the second floor. Impossible she thought, No animal would be stupid enough to climb those stairs and make it without me hearing. But soon she realized… this was no animal that caused the sound, but something far worse. This could be the death she had so vary narrow