24 IN HER EYES

FREJA

She opened the doors of the control room of the Green Island, it’s finally unoccupied by the security guards who’s most probably slept from the sleeping pill that she mixed with the drinks offered to them during dinner time.

The crickets chirping echoes the whole island.

The hallways and rooms in the grand villa were so silent and serene as the shops and restaurants already closed.

She’s looking sternly on the monitors, some guests enjoying the views in their balcony while others on the pool swimming under the moonlight sky, others enjoy walking on the shoreline, and some trekkers enjoying their bonfire in their camping stations.

Others see it as an ordinary night on Green Island.

But for her... it’s no ordinary night.

Sadness sparks into her eyes, her hands shaking as she started to turn the monitors off, one by one.