LXVI
As much as Avana wanted something sturdier as a weapon, she could not find one except for the vase of flowers. She had placed them inside the bathroom to brighten the small space. Now, it seemed she would use it to smash someone in the head.
Slowly, she opened the door, not wanting to spook the intruder and notifying her presence. Careful not to scare whoever it was either as her feet took a step one at a time.
"You have this." A silent pep talk that she badly needed.
Her eyes scanned the room but seemed to be missing something, her unknown guest. Her ears could still hear tiny movements, but her eyes seemed to find only emptiness.
Was she about to fight a ghost? An entity that moved in the air without being seen. An invisible man.
Was that even possible?
She knew her strength, carrying the vase with water and flowers without any effort. She could fight if needed, knowing a few moves to help her survive an attack.