She walked into her dad's room and shook him softly. "Dad? Dad wake up!" Cloud opened his eyes and looked at her. He gasped at the sight of her bright, smiling face and sat up. "Sierra? You're ok!" He hugged his daughter tightly. "Oh Sierra, I thought I had lost you." Clouds comment popped up in Sierra's mind. At least I was there this time. "Dad, what did you mean by 'At least I was there this time'?" Cloud pulled away from her. "I...never said that." "Yes you did. I may have been almost dead, but I was pretty much aware of what was going on." Cloud sighed. His daughter was strong-headed and stubborn like her mother. "Whatever I said, it doesn't matter anymore." Sierra walked into her room. She changed into her mothers favorite outfit, a brown skirt and a white shirt. She quickly ran out of the house. Her leg was a little sore, but it was well enough to move around on. She ran around the square and walked back inside her house. Her dad was cooking something. He glanced at her and then quickly turned away. Sierra ran into her room. She grabbed a small bag and but some clothes, a small bottle of water, some bread, and a blanket in it. She closed her bag and layed it on her bed. She guessed it was about 3:00 in the afternoon. She layed down on her bed and yawned. She slowly fell asleep. When she woke, it was about 9:00. She guessed the medicine Ray had given her was making her sleepy. The house was making noises that creeped Sierra out. The groaning and rattling noised was coming from the hallway. She opened her door and gasped. Someone was in the house. She peered into the darkness and watched the figure.