Even though she found herself to be rather tired after todayâ€™s events Kat could not bring herself to relax even a little. She began to read her book for a bit like she always did, allowing the creative imagination of the author steal her from reality, finding a sense of comfort in the words that were carefully, thoughtfully written. Books were a great source of escape after a long day or a horrible experience, or when you were just sick of certain things in life in general, she has found. She was a slow reader but his would be the fourth time she has read this book and it definitely showed by the worn cover and spine since was an older book as well as a paperback book. But she never got tired of it and with each reading she always found something new. In no time she was completely taken away from reality, putting herself in the protagonistâ€™s shoes.<br/><br/>Her attention was only broken away from the book once she did finally feel a bit tired. Kat carefully closed the book, marking her page with a homemade bookmark, and placed it on the nightstand. She got under the covers and moved her pillows around until she was comfortable. When Eric came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, it had startled her and she jumped a bit. She then blushed lightly before looking away as he uttered an apology in his own way. Normally she would not have cared since he had a towel around him and nothing was seen but she figured since they still barely knew each other she would give him some privacy. She was too tired to make a comment in an attempt to embarrass him, playfully, anyway if it was possible.<br/><br/>She closed her eyes again and relaxed a bit more, yet still strangely restless, and listened to Ericâ€™s deep breathing when he decided to finally lie down and try to sleep. There was something oddly comforting about it, listening to his deep breathing, and within a few minutes she was sleeping like a log. Or at least that was what she was hoping; unfortunately her dreams that night were not pleasant either. She, too, found herself dreaming about bad childhood memories â€“mainly back to when she got attacked by those men on her way home from school that night. Reliving that memory had done a lot more damage than she thought because her dreams had brought up the night she witnessed her father beating up her mother.<br/><br/>Kat ended up only getting maybe three hours of sleep before she woke up shaking slightly. She may not be a woman who let the past get to her, but there were some things that just could not be held back. Quietly, she got out of bed, deciding she needed some fresh air after she came to the conclusion that she was not going to be getting much sleep. Eric stirred a bit in his sleep and she paused, looking back to see if she had woken him. Looks like she was not the only one having a rough time sleeping, she told herself. Kat made sure she took her knife with her before she, as quietly as she could, threw a decent shirt over her pajamas and went out for a walk.<br/><br/>After what Ryan had said, she was cautious but she decided she really needed some fresh air. This planet was not nearly as welcoming as Earth but fresh air was fresh air. The sky seemed a lot friendlier here during the night at least, and that was comforting. She fiddled with the room key deep in thought while she walked just around the block where there was a small shop at the end. She decided to browse through it for a moment. Unfortunately â€“and the shop owner seemed annoyed about it but she just ignored her- she didnâ€™t have any money on her so she couldnâ€™t purchase coffee or anything so she just made a mental note of it.<br/><br/>When she returned to the room, being quiet whether Eric was asleep or not, she noticed it was about four in the morning, and decided to take a much needed shower. Better late than never she told herself. That old house had been so dirty she probably should have showered sooner, and the more she thought about it the filthier she felt. It was almost like the filth from that place was alive and crawling on her skin. It was rather repulsive and she almost cringed at the thought.