Though she could barely see out of her window at night, she could see the soft points of light play across an unassuming night sky.
While it would have struck her fancy to think that they were stars, she knew better than to believe that nature still existed.
Like a nocturnal animal awakened by the tolling of the midnight hour, she feels her heart pulse against her sharp ribs.
Her urge to roam overwhelmed her as though it were a shameful addiction she hid from the world.
Her emotions became agitated until she felt rabid.
A disease sits in her blood, filling every molecule with a delicious contagion.
With her teeth bared, she slips out of the door.
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