Literature
Broken Vial [chapter 9] [end]
Justin woke up to a thud.
He picked his head from the pillow, his eyes trying to adjust to the darkness. Despite the unknown noise, exhaustion weighed heavy on him still- and with Jerry’s arm wrapped around his waist, it was all too easy to lay back down, snuggle up under the warm blankets, and let his eyes shut.
Then there was a creak.
Justin's eyes snapped open again. A bit more fear made his way into his system as he scanned the darkened room. It was probably nothing- right? He reached over to the nightstand for his glasses and put them on. Immediately, the dark shapes in his room became easier to make out under the dim moonlight,