The light flickered over and over and over again. Mana felt her heart beating like a drum in a blast beat. Putting everything back in her bag, she ran out of her room, her headset wrapped around her neck, closing the door behind her. The flickering stopped, and from the corner of her eye, she saw it begin again.

... - .- -. -.. / .- .-- .- -.-- / ..-. .-. --- -- / - .... . / -.. --- --- .-.

Mana moved closer to the light, and as she did, the flickering stopped, and a loud crash came from her room, as she reached for the door, the light above her head began flickering again, even faster.

-.. --- -. .----. - / --. --- / .. -. / - .... . .-. . / -.. --- -. .----. - / --. --- / .. -. / - .... . .-. . / -.. --- -. .----. - / --. --- / .. -. / - .... . .-. .

Mana watched the light in horror, then heard a familiar voice from outside, a voice that made her heart stop the blast beating drum in her heart stop. Anderson.

"I saw her walking here the other day," Anderson laughed, must have brought his friends along to harass her. "I saw her getting dressed in that room, I wonder where she is?" His friends laugh, hyping him up from below. "I can wait it out for the night until she comes back." They all laugh.

Mana drops to the floor, the light above her flickering again.

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Only once, and so short. Mana didn't know Morse code, and she didn't know what was happening, but she had a theory as to who it could be. "My saviour." She whispered to herself, standing back up and heading down to her parents. Her mother smiled at her, setting the table. Mana looked over at her father, sitting on the couch with his laptop in his lap and blue light glasses resting on the edge of his Roman nose.

Mana walked over to the couch, tapping him on the shoulder. His smile was brighter than the light from the screen against his face. "Hello, darling!" He patted the spot beside him on the couch. "How was school?" His eyes locked to Mana's as he spoke.

"It was okay," Mana responded. "But," she looked to the window, the blinds closed, wondering if she should mention names, her parents knew about Anderson, and would ask her what she wanted to do whenever he was mentioned. "Uhm, a kid from school," Mana averted her eyes as her father's went wide, closing his laptop and removing his glasses, no names were needed for him to know who it was. "Is-"

Before she could say anything, a scream cut through the room from outside, Mana and her father rushed to the sliding glass doors, catching Anderson and his friends running from... something. It was tall, wearing a hood, and striped socks. The two of them looked back at the boys running for their lives as they jumped over the fence, then back to the figure, but nothing was there. Mana and her father looked at one another, silent for what felt like five minutes before Mana broke the silence.

"I'm pretty sure they smashed my window." Mana's father rolled his eyes, walking up to her room to take a picture for the repair guy he knew. Mana kept her head outside. One of the small lights that lined the garden began to flicker.

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Mana chuckled, watching the light and hearing her father curse quietly from her broken window. A soft smile made its way across her face. "Thank you, Saviour." She whispered into the night before closing the sliding glass door and the curtain.

One last flicker from outside covered by the curtain that Mana didn't get to see that night from her saviour.

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