It was late and dark outside. Tarah was in her room and couldn't sleep. She heard weird noises, coming from the room right next to hers. Getting annoyed, she got up and went downstairs to the kitchen. She was thirsty and opened the fridge. Soon she noticed that her favorite drink wasn't there.
"Mum?!" she yelled from downstairs. "I'm going to pay a visit to the 24hr shop to get some juice!" She didn't get an answer back. It was obvious that her mother didn't care anyway about what Tarah did and at what time she did those things. It's always been kind of like that.
Tarah put the coat on, got her mother's wallet and went outside. After a while, she was at the centre. When she was done buying her drink, she came out of the shop and noticed a girl walking past her. Tarah shivered. That girl was up to something dangerous. Tarah decided to follow her, she wanted to warn her, because she knew where the girl was going to, and if the rumours were true, she was in danger.