I think he thought I was sleep or something like that but like I said before , I'm really not sure.
He slowly opened the door to the room I was sleeping in. He slowly sat what ever he had in his yellowish-blackish glass cup. I don't know what happened , I don't know if it was the door creaking open or the ice clanking around in his cup , but either way one of those sounds woke me up out of my sick filled sleep.
He carefully sat on the bed with little movement, I guess not to wake me or something but it was to late for that I was wide a wake and very alert to .
