Promptober

It was nearing 3 am and Audun felt restless. She’s had trouble settling down to sleep for these past few nights. Thoughts of all that has happened to her as of late made her mind wander. It was difficult to rest when your mind was still active, even laying still, eyes closed in bed. So finally she sighs and gets out of bed, swinging her legs out over the side and stretching as she stands. She walked to her kitchen where she kept a nice variety of all her favorite mushrooms.

She took out a couple with a defeated feeling, knowing sleep would elude her for a while. She leans on the edge of the counter, thinking as she munches on her snack. She wasn’t really looking at anything, just staring into the dark expanse of her own home. Thoughts swirled around in her head as she tried to occupy herself with food, but it didn’t help much. She looked over to her clock and stared at the time. 3 am. The most prominent time for a haunting to occur. But the only thing she felt haunted by was her mind.