I saw an arm hanging in the window.

I was frozen; standing in a pitch black room only seeing a faint light gleaming from the moon. I can feel the cold crawling in my arms up to the back of my neck.

I am scared.

To my surprise, my feet took one step nearer to the window.

No!

My breath races and my heart pounds like crazy.

Again, my feet took another step without me thinking.

Stop!

One more step and I would be able to reach the arm.

“Should I take the last step?” my mind asked.

“Of course!” answered by the curious side of me.

“What?! No!” shouted by the other side of it.

“I’m confused, what should I do?”

“Don’t think, just wake up,” calmly said by the awake side of me..