Selena seemed to be far more paranoid now. Weather it be from the lack of sleep, the rise in crime or the book she had been reading for the 59th time now, no bystander could say. She did however give off the impression of an insane woman. Her hair was all busy, looking like it wasn't touched by her in weeks. Her eyes that usually shone cobalt were now a dull grey and drooping. Her skin was a lot paler too, something one would see if someone was locked up with not direct contact with sunlight.
Selena closed the small book over again now finishing the 60th read. She sighed deeply and reached for her coffee. She began to feel the tiredness creep up on herself again. Ever since finding the book she could not set it down, it was her only link, besides Alice. It kept her connected in a way she never had been and answered so much. She read every line with such detail she was sure she understood it all. Even the scratched out words, the ripped pages, the handwriting in the margins, everything. Selena had wanted to show someone but was almost too afraid. Setting the mug down, Selena burrowed her face in her hands and closed her eyes, and without realising began to drift off to sleep.