Need To Run Away

Shaking my head, I sat on my bed feeling confused about what had just happened. Was it just a dream or reality? I touched my face, and it was as if I could still feel the warmth of someone's palms on my skin. 

'Should I really run away?'

Just as I thought about running away, the nurses in the room woke up. 

"Why is it so windy every night? It's not even the rainy season," one nurse said after giving a hearty yawn.

"God knows. Let's just go back to sleep," the other one replied, but she stood up to close the window. "I keep forgetting to remind the servants to fix the loose lock…" 

Hearing their casual conversation, they must have not realized that I am awake. I listened in  and looked at the window they were talking about. I remembered that those curtains were flapping with force a while ago when I opened my eyes to look at that intruder. At the moment, those curtains had stopped fluttering and were just moving lightly with a light breeze.