“The chill in my apartment isn’t the only thing that makes me shiver. My clothes are still damp from the rain and blood. Everything is silent and still, except for the clock in the hallway that jumps from second to second. I try to force my breath into a calmer rhythm, but it’s still too fast. I want sleep, long uninterrupted hours of mind-numbing sleep, but I know that is still a long way off.”