Hostel in the Midnight

Almost 1 o'clock into the night, when all of your friends were having a deep sleep. You heard steps of someone going downstairs without any indication of returning. Wondering who or what is that, you keep your eyes closed tightly. You were really pretending that you were sleeping and trying hard to ignore what was happening.

The serenity of the night was not really helpful and your thought run wild. You started to imagine all kinds of eventualities you never thought of before. Then you realised that you were helpless or rather it was just your hallucination.

Whatever it is, you would wish to turn the clock faster and hope the night will end soon. You were never happier to see the morning sun.