Drip. Drip. Drip.
This sound is keeping her awake.
Ava gets up and starts pacing. She's not going back to sleep.
Something is on her mind.
She forgot something.
She just can't remember what.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
What is that sound? It's coming from the front porch.
It's red. It looks like blo-
Ava screams.
