It was nearly three in the morning when a lone figure could be seen exiting an almost empty public bus. Empty, save for the driver. The figure, a young girl, looked up and read the bus stop sign, making sure she was in the right place. When she was sure, she waved to the tired driver and he drove off.
The girl yawned and stretched her tired and aching limbs. She had come a long way to even be here. After flying in an airplane, sailing in a boat, and finally riding in a bus for an hour, she had finally reached the little town of Bikini Bottom. She was more than ready settle down in the old science building that her bosses had built years ago to start her research.
The girl picked up her two suitcases and glanced around the empty street. It was too late to go to the science building now. She needed to find a hotel. She left the bus stop and waked along the quiet road, yawning as her tired body begged her for some sleep. A clang and a cat's yowl from a nearby ally caught her attention before she realized what it was and moved on. She continued to trudge down the street until she saw an inn. Sighing in relief as the wind picked up, she went through the building's doors and made her way to the reception desk.
After she got her room number and settled in, she flopped into bed and instantly fell asleep. Unfortunately, her sleep was a troubled one which had her tossing and turning all throughout the night. When she woke up, she would begin moving into her new home, but, right now, her nightmares were calling to her- watching her, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce. Just like the figure outside her window.
