Is This Really the End of Us? (Part Four)

When the man reached the room, he halted his footsteps. He raised his head, glanced at the room number, and then smirked slyly to himself.

He placed the room card on the sensor and the door opened.

He gently pushed the door open, and he saw a faint light probably coming from a night lamp. The room was quiet.

He shut the door softly behind him, and he strode purposefully to the bed.

The girl was in a deep sleep and she didn't hear the man approaching her.

"B*tch."

Suddenly, the man gripped the blanket and chucked it away.

The girl finally woke up and she screamed instinctively. "Ahhh!"

The tiny girl scrambled to sit up, and she watched the man moving towards her in fear.

She moved back, trembling badly.

"No… Don't come near me." Her palm-sized face drained out of color. She was sitting on the edge of the bed and was about to fall off the bed.