14. The Morning After

Dawn’s first light trickled through the curtains, casting gentle streaks across Edith’s bedroom walls. She awoke suddenly, the previous night’s unsettling events lingering in her mind like a disquieting dream. The residual unease clung to her, a reminder of the eerie occurrences. Rubbing the weariness from her eyes, Edith surveyed her room. Each familiar object was in its place, offering a comforting reassurance. Yet, the tranquility of the room couldn’t fully dispel the shadows of doubt and apprehension that the night had cast. She lay there for a moment, collecting her thoughts in the dim morning light.