The Hollow’ed Call

I tried sleeping for hours and hours by making my room as cold as possible, tightly wrapping myself into my thick rug. But I just could not fall asleep because my brain keeps harking back to the echoes of that phone call that I just heard. My mind was just playing that scene over and over and over again in my head as if it were like a nightmare but I still did not know how to react to it.

THE TWILIGHT TURNS

There we were, three ordinary teenagers, standing in the middle of something resembling a labyrinth, lost and famished. Hopes of reaching home eventually waning. How did we even get ourselves into this? More importantly, how are you gonna escape this?