Chapter 2: The Guilt Trip

Nia jumped on her bed and switched off the T.V & her mobile.
She simply wanted to disconnect from the world. She lay on her bed staring at the ceiling and didn't know when sleep took over her tired senses.
Minutes turned into hours, suddenly Nia opened her eyes, her stomach was growling with hunger and her throat was parched.
Sitting on her bed, she looked at the clock above the T.V, it showed 5pm.
She pushed herself out of her bed and went into the kitchen. She made coffee and a cheese sandwich. She sat on the sofa and munched the sandwich hungrily. As she was having her coffee desperate knocks at her apartment's main door grabbed her attention. Nia heard her neighbour's voice on the other side of the door "Nia, it's me, Urmila aunty! please open the door. Are you okay? I just want you to know that I am here if you need any support. Nia, Nia ...please your mobile is switched off. I am really worried dear!"
Nia peeped through the keyhole, Urmi aunty was still herself, her body had not changed, there was no harm in speaking to her through the locked door.
"Urmi aunty, I am okay, just a bit dazed & confused after the news cracked about what's happening around...