Chapter 12

I woke up with a start. The room was still dark, barely illuminated by the early morning light. I wasn't normally an early riser, but I had fallen asleep rather early yesterday. A stale smell found its way into my nostrils, causing me to crinkle my nose. I was still dressed in yesterday's clothes and my hair was greasy.

Yuck. I silently praised Belinda when I noticed the pile of clothing left in the corner of the room. I retrieved a set of clothes before retreating to the attached bathroom. There was an assortment of standard hygiene products in the bathroom that I assumed were for me. If not, they were now.

After thoroughly cleaning myself up, I opted to wear a pair of dark wash jeans and a simple t-shirt. My hair was soaking wet and with no source to help dry it, I quickly braided it down to the middle of my back to get it out of my face. I cautiously opened my door, listening for any sounds around the house to show life.

The house was silent but there was a faint glow of light from