The Third Wheeler
After having dinner William left the room again without telling so much of a reason. Meanwhile, I was so tired that I couldn't care much and decided to sleep and have the king bed in the room all to myself.
I sprawled on the bed with my hands and legs spread across the place and dozed off to sleep almost immediately when later in the night I felt my body being lifted... or was it being dragged but at some point in the night I turned to my right to change my side, I feel someone breathing on my face and it tickled my nose, I sniffed and extended my hand to my right side only to feel something pointy and rough against my palm that itched my hand.
I scratched my palm and finally make an effort to pull my droopy eyes open when I caught a blurry image of a black and white figure which almost felt like a dream.