Shattering the Cage

Rosalind jolted awake from a nightmare.

She lay quietly, gazing at the ceiling with calm eyes, neither crying nor making a fuss.

But beneath her unnaturally calm eyes, a storm seemed to be brewing.

Maude entered quietly and saw Rosalind staring blankly at the ceiling. She tiptoed closer.

"Rosalind? Rosalind?" she called softly, twice.

Rosalind didn't respond. Alarmed, Maude reached toward her nose