#Chapter 55 - A Late Night Visitor

[Violet’s POV] My sleep was broken throughout the night. Each time I felt myself slipping deeper into that state of REM, my body would somehow jolt awake. It wasn’t because I was in pain but mainly because my senses found the need to be in overdrive. I felt like I was being watched. Not quite hunted, but rather that someone was trying to study me. Observe me. It was far less malicious than the last times I felt that way. But it rattled my nerves nonetheless. Each time my mind would force me awake, I found myself glancing around the room in search of the source of my uneasiness. Only once did I actually find it. The problem was, I wasn’t even sure if it was real... The room was dark and the lit candle was already at its dimmest point of burning. I was so tired and still so weak; but, my body was insistent on the matter that I needed to be awake. My muscles kept their heaviness to where it was difficult for me to move. The first thing I noticed was that the side of