A new morning

Morning comes. The sun shines through the windows.

In the mom's bedroom lays Janine. Janine the mother wakes up.

Feeling tired and unsure of herself, she does her best to clear her eyes

After a few seconds, she looks around the room. She then pauses for a moment. Having an alert expression on their face.

Moving off the bed, she heads out the bedroom door. Down the hallway, she heads upstairs and towards one of the nearest doors.

Going to the daughter's room, Janine opens the door and has a worried expression. But it shifts into one of confusion.

Their daughter lays there sleeping, with not much around her.

Checking up on their daughter, the mom quickly motions towards her.

Inspecting her body from the head down to her ankles.

Janine motions her hands towards Katie and shakes her. "Katie, are you okay? Katie wake up!"

The mother reaches for Katie's head and lifts her head up, as the other hand tries to shake her elsewhere. The daughter slowly wakes up. Having her eyes barely open and seemingly weak.

Janine feels relieved for a short moment. Hugging her daughter quickly before continuing to shake her. "Is everything all right, dear?"

The daughter groans while still trying to sleep. "Yes, why?"

"Are you sure? Is everything really all right dear?"

The daughter tries to remove herself from her mother's grip to go back to rest. "Yes! Geez! I was sleeping..."

"Was someone in your room? Trying to mistreat you?"

"No...just me sleeping."

"Someone did come to your room! A stranger dressed in dark clothing! They tied you up and tried to have their way with you or kidnap you!"

Janine continues, "He was wearing dark clothes and looked menacing. You were trapped in the room with him until I came and tried to stop things. After that, everything became a blur."

"What..."

Janine removes her hands from Katie after laying her head back down and stops and looks around the room. Nothing seems to have changed much. A diary and some story books on the dresser amongst the other beauty products scattered around. Some trophies and medals from high school and college hanging on the wall. Katie's clothes laying on the floor rather than the hamper. Not much else, nor the man she was talking about.

She keeps glancing around until she stops and stares at the closet.

"I have to make sure."

Going to the closet and opening it, Janine gets herself ready. Only to find no presence of the stranger inside.

Looking back at her daughter, she notices something interesting. No signs of the binds appear on her limbs or any body part. Katie looks like she has been sleeping peacefully. Slowly trying to regain her senses.

Janine focuses her gaze upon the bottom of the bed. Where just enough air can breathe underneath. "I really have to make sure, dear..."

Going towards the bed, Janine gives a curious expression and one of worry. Janine then lowers herself and lifts up the bed sheets with one hand. Surprised to see nobody around. "Hm..."