Vanity took a shower and got herself ready for bed before going and laying down on her bed, staring at the white ceiling. Sleep always brought her nightmares... A nightmare that had been haunting her since she got here. Thinking about Ange..she really wanted to help him escape this place. Maybe she would go with him- but then she had the fear of hurting people again... She sighed under her breath as she thought about the weights between going with Ange and staying in this place. Trying to figure which was heavier. She couldn't though... Both weighed about the same in her mind.

As she thought, her eyes slowly slid closed and she fell into a black sleep. A nightmare awaiting her...

(pardon the shortness x.x)