distorted patch

Author's name: Kalthoum Abdel Samad Ali

When will these damned nightmares stop? She woke up sighing after having this dream repeatedly. Her body was drenched with sweat and her saliva had completely dried up. She glanced at the clock and saw that it was two in the morning. She got up and went straight to the kitchen to revive what this dream had destroyed in her that had disturbed her sleep. Her steps were slow and heavy, and her eyelids were heavier, eager to return to her bed again. She slowed down her pace as she walked through the corridors of this gloomy house until she arrived at the kitchen. She was stopped by the sound of a groan coming from outside. There was someone groaning and in pain, she started rubbing her eyes maybe she hadn't woken up yet and was still dreaming, but the groans that reached her ears were real, and she was actually hearing them