Mai sat up in and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. It was still dark out, but across from her she could just make out the shadow that was her sister.
Crash.
There it was again.
“Sssst,” she said. “Aya, wake up.”
“Huh?” Aya said. “What? What dream? Go back to bed.”
“I thought I heard a crash,” Mai whispered.
Aya didn’t reply, and after a while, Mail
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