Viola ran back into her penthouse and quickly switched the lights back on, her entire body trembling violently like someone who had just encountered a ghost. She locked her door as if to keep whatever she had felt outside firmly out there. When she took off Nick's coat, she looked down at her bare, damp arms filled with goosebumps, the little hairs standing on end as though she had been electrified. What was that feeling?
Viola couldn't recall the last time she had felt this way in her life, and she dragged her wet self up to her bedroom. When she had changed out of her wet clothes into a set of pajamas and came back into her room, she suddenly felt that she couldn't sleep alone, this time not because she was scared of herself or the nightmares, but because she feared that the moment she closed her eyes, she would feel that heavy tap on her shoulder again.
