"Dale, is that you?" Sophia asked, even though she knew that her brother would not enter her room without knocking. But then, she also considered that perhaps she didn't hear him calling her while she was showering.
She cursed internally why she did not switch on her room's light. The door of her bathroom was left open so that the light there could help her navigate to her bed and to view the intruder.
Sophia could only glimpse a silhouette lying on her bed. The person's back was facing her so she couldn't see who it was. She knew from its form that the intruder was a man. Her brother was tall and lean, but the figure lying on her bed was taller and bulkier. Sophia was convinced that the person in her room was not her brother. Instead of feeling scared, she wondered how she could even
