Roseanne had just moved into her new apartment and was busy setting up her place, starting with the books she brought. After painstakingly placing each book on the shelf, she was drenched in sweat, clearly showing how hard she'd worked.
Feeling exhausted, she took a refreshing shower and headed to the living room. On the coffee table was a tube of cooling gel she had bought earlier. Opening it, she carefully applied the mint-scented ointment to the bruises on her chest and waist with a cotton swab. The cool sensation quickly eased her pain.
It was still early, but Roseanne felt a headache coming on and was too tired to read after a long day. She lay down and quickly fell asleep.
She was jolted awake by a nightmare in the middle of the night. Murray had been chasing her like a ghost in her dream, and she couldn't shake him off. The fear felt so real that she woke up clutching her shirt collar, gasping for air.
It was still dark outside, but she was too scared to go back to sleep. She reached for her phone to call Leda, but there was no answer.
Feeling anxious, she saw that the light was on in the neighboring apartment's balcony.
Hesitating for a moment, she decided to message Owen.
[Can't sleep?] she typed.
There was no immediate reply, and her phone buzzed as she was about to give up and try to go back to sleep.
[Look outside at the sky,] Owen had replied.
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