thirty-fifth prediction | video
[The first night, it hadn't been that alarming. Rosella's party and eating large amounts of sweets could have been the cause, so not being able to sleep hadn't been alarming. But now, two nights later, she knows something is very wrong with her.
It's now past midnight, so night owls might see this transmission. She is sitting up in bed looking exhausted, the bags under her eyes visible even from the camera's distance. There are various traces of home-made "cures" scattered around her: a half-drunk cup of milk, another of chamomile tea, a hot compress, a eye mask-- and somewhere in the background there is soft classical music playing. And yet with all this, she doesn't even look like she can even nod off.
Sleep deprivation finally kicks in when she brings her hands-- which have been badly shaking for the past ten minutes-- up to her face, starting to cry silent tears of frustration.]
Why can't I sleep...?
It's now past midnight, so night owls might see this transmission. She is sitting up in bed looking exhausted, the bags under her eyes visible even from the camera's distance. There are various traces of home-made "cures" scattered around her: a half-drunk cup of milk, another of chamomile tea, a hot compress, a eye mask-- and somewhere in the background there is soft classical music playing. And yet with all this, she doesn't even look like she can even nod off.
Sleep deprivation finally kicks in when she brings her hands-- which have been badly shaking for the past ten minutes-- up to her face, starting to cry silent tears of frustration.]
Why can't I sleep...?