VANESSA

A troubled me awoke to a noisy event below the floor of my bedroom.

I was wondering what it was that was going on so late at night. Loud music was blaring into the night and no one seemed to care that a few beings could be observing their nightly routine called, Sleep.

I placed my pillow over my head, trying to shut off the noise but it was not working a bit.

I heard the cackling laughter of voices I made out to be Emily's and Sandra's voice.

Their noise kept me sleeping, so I slipped out of bed and put on my night wear.

They flung the...