you were in your penthouse, in the living room reading a book, it was a peaceful night. The penthouse had a tranquil scent.

Stargirl Interlude played in your speakers. "I had a vision.. a vision of my nails in the kitchen... Scratching countertops, I was screaming- my back arched like a cat..".

A glass of the most expensive wine in the city sat in front of you on your coffee table.