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.
My breath races and my heart pounds like crazy.
Again, my feet took another step without me thinking.
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..