It's funny how beautiful people look when they're walking out the door

I just slept for roughly seven hours.

I feel like death. My pulse is racing and I'm lightheaded, and this house is a coffin of sweltering heat, per fucking usual.

No one's home, either, and I had bad dreams.

At least I think I had bad dreams. I'm in the psychological state where I have no way of knowing that for sure or not.

Um, where did the day go...? How come it got DARK so fast?

Worse, what are those noises?