She wasn’t sure how long she had been passed out on the floor, but the knocking at the door to signal someone wanted to come in, awoke her. She was starving, but she didn’t care.
“Jimmie?” she asked sitting up on the floor.
When no on answered, she came over to the door and pressed her ear against the door. The knock came again more firmly.
“Jimmie is that you?”
There was no answer, but obviously, the person on the other side of the door wanted her to do the ritual she usually did. Angrily, she hit the door. “I said to stay away from me! I’m not following your stupid rules anymore until I get what I want, you stupid mute!”
The other side of the door was silent, and she waited for anymore knocking. She could smell fresh food on the other side of the door, and her stomach growled in protest. There was no noise on the other side for a long moment, and soon she heard receding footsteps. She gasped as her light went out above her and she was left in the darkness and alone.
Finding her bed in the dark, she cried herself to sleep again.