Episode four\nTime to be\nI jump and lay down on my bed. It seems the white painted walls are following my thoughts. They're blank, plane, mindless. Asking to be consumed, filled with something. I didn't even know if my thoughts are worth of this walls, worth of their silence and comprehension. But my mind is stubborn and my voice floats trough the air, touching every inch of the white cold paint. I let my self go. Close my eyes. I feel the smooth breeze dancing in my skin. Overwhelmed by the emptiness of the everything, I feel calm. Safe. True. I stop my self from falling asleep so I can enjoy the moment of complete plenitude.\nLike a cut, rough, ruthless, noisy. My phone rings. A gasp escapes from my throat and I follow the noise to my desk.\n-Hi.\n-"Hey Luna! What's up?"