She watched the broad sky lighten from deep purple to soft gray, as night shift smoothly into morning. Her window was cracked, causing a loud whistling rush to fill her ears. The air was cool, unlike anything she had experienced in the city for the past three months. It had to be from all the trees. The countryside was always cooler than the city. It was a fact she’d known but had forgotten. Hunter inhaled each breathe deeply, filling her lungs with fresh air that calmed her mind. Her racing thoughts had thankfully slowed the farther outside of the city they went, but a sense of dread still lingered. There was no way to anticipate what lay ahead. At least the picturesque scenery was distracting her from her own dark imagination and horrific anticipation. Hunter’s eyes floated closed. They had grown heavy, and it felt so good to let them shut. She savored the darkness, her head growing heavy as well. Sweet sleep was luring her and it felt delicious.
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