Amanda wiped down her laptop. She just finished posting to her blog and was amazed on how much dust collected on the screen.
She packed her laptop into her bag and took it to her bedroom. Just then, she felt a migraine coming on. She closed her eyes for a moment and rubs her right temple as she stepped into her room.
When she looks back up, she sees Trisha, wearing her hair in a braided bun and wearing formal wear. She stood upright and looked past Amanda with an expressionless face.
Amanda turned around to see what Trisha was looking at, but she only saw her door. When she looked back to where Trisha was standing, she was gone and so was the sign of a migraine.
Amanda sat on her bed, confused. She did remember Trisha wearing a bun a few days ago. Perhaps that is what triggered it? Maybe, Amanda was going crazy. Maybe if the hallucinations don't stop, she'll have to see her doctor.
A breeze flowed through the room and Amanda looked at the window. It was closed. She got up and walked slowly towards her balcony door. It too was closed. Amanda suddenly felt as if she was being watched.
For a moment, everything seemed off. The colors weren't right, the light wasn't right… it was as if she was not in her apartment anymore. All of her senses heightened. She could hear fridge running and every creak from the old house.
Just then she was startled by a knock at the door. Amanda looked around. Everything was back to normal.