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The mattress practically swallowed me when I sat down, and a sneeze crisis distracted me for a long five minutes. I reflected if it wouldn't be better to sleep naked, but considering the place where I was... I ended up accepting that an allergy was nothing close to waking up with an incubus on top of me.

After that, I lay down on the dark and soft sheets, letting my eyes relax for a second, and fell asleep the moment the lights went out. I didn't have dreams, but a noise woke me up in what I thought were just seconds of relaxation of the eyelids. The door that led to the room that separated my room from Faye was open, but I remembered having closed it when I passed. And at the foot of my bed, the figure of a woman stood up.

I blinked into the shadow, and she moved her head slowly, in a gesture that could be one of contemplation or the prelude to an attack. The lights were off, and despite all the bright and shining life in the world outside the room, the silhouette was too dark to sho