Midnight falls and I feel wide awake. I am a fool for staying in bed all day, now I am a slave to the night. Well at least I can't have any nightmares. I have now come to realise that the hunger pains are too much to bare anymore.
I get out of bed and walk into the bathroom. The only source to food and water in this flat is the water running from the taps. So, I run the cold tap and stick my head under it. The cold water trickles into my throat. I taste life and energy, it is beautiful. I back off not wanting to be sick in the sick and wipe my mouth with the back of my sleeve.
I want to be strong, I can try to be strong, I need food. But there is nothing in my kitchen to eat. My only hope is to break into other rooms on this top floor.
So that, I will have to do.