<span style="font-style: italic">I was running down a long black hallway. I could hear the footsteps behind me, coming closer and closer each stride. But it was pitch black, and I could see nothing. I let my hands out to skim the walls beside me, so I would know when I left the endless corridor. But it never ended. I felt a cold hand on my bare shoulder, spinning me around so fast I could see my mother before me in a blink of an eye. "Time for you to go home, Alexis." She said, in her sweet yet utterly terrifying voice.</span><br/><br/>Shanayya's eyes opened to blackness, and she feared that she was still trapped in her nightmare. That's when she turned over and stared at the ceiling with a breath of fresh relief. Her face was simply buried in her pillow. She turned her head to see Rhandy still sleeping, and smiled lightly. At least she hadn't woke him up. She stood from her bed, turning off the alarm clock before it could ring and shook Rhandy awake with a yawn. They both stood and made their beds before following one another into the bathroom.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Two Hours Later</span><br/><br/>Shanayya watched her brother leave, and then picked up her cellphone. As soon as she did so, it began ringing. "Hello?" She spoke into the cellphone, holding it half an inch from her face so it wouldn't get caked with makeup. "Hi, this is Crystal. I am coming to the apartment right now." She heard someone speak into her ear. "Oh, yes, of course! I am all set up and ready." Shanayya said, and then hung up after a quick goodbye. She threw the phone on the bed and opened the door when it rang, saying hi to her client and then motioning for her to sit down.<br/><br/>Shanayya grabbed her supplies and began moisturizing the woman's face. "So, you are going on a date?" She asked, trying to make conversation as she worked. "Yes." The lady spoke, trying hard not to move as Shanayya finished cleansing her face and added foundation. "Ah, I see, what is the lucky man's name?" She asked, applying some eyeliner and smudging it. "Mark." She replied with a grin.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Rhandy got out of his car, locking it before he walked into the club. He smiled and greeted his friends before hopping over the counter and beginning to serve people at the bar, giving them the drinks that they requested and making small talk with them as he did so. It wasn't very full in the club, as it was just the morning, but some people tended to hand out there for a while. He was glad that he didn't have to work the night shift that day, as it gets pretty crazy there, but at least he was getting paid.