Chapter 55

• Simone tossed and turned all through the night. A feeling of short breath finally woke her up from her restless slumber. Her hand instantly went to her throat, but nothing was there. There was no evidence of something squeezing her throat to cause her to lose oxygen. That did it; Simone threw the covers to the side and decided sleep was her enemy.
• Simone took the shawl off the sitting chair and wrapped it around her chilled body as she made her way down the hall. She wasn't sure where she was going at that hour, but it was something to do other than fight her mind to go to sleep. It was murderously dark in the corridor, and no sound was heard, making the atmosphere that much more eerie.
• Out of nowhere, a sanguine voice spoke, "What are you doing here?"