092: lethargy

Wrapped tightly in her blanket, she peered out from within her down cocoon, eyes sensitive still to the early light of dawn. Across from her blinked the confused alarm clock, no longer sure what time it was or ever had been.

Great, she thought, the power must've gone out.

A reluctant hand slid out from under the covers, reaching for a small, black electronic device. A tinny chirp was soon muffled under down, followed by a muffled sigh of disappointment.

Rolling clouds of thunder soon stole the dawn light away, as the blinking numbers vanished.

Great, she thought, falling asleep...