A loud voice was heard from far which echoed strongly into her lugholes. Some creaking sounds were automatically reigning the atmosphere giving her heebie-jeebies. Jebor could no longer withstand all these episodes. She was definitely shivering like a leaf against the whirlwind. The only thing she could do was to lean against the walls of the cubicula. Within some micro-calculated seconds, a colony of bats flying from nowhere stroke trepidation into her. Little did she know that she had gamboled from a frying pan to unswerving fire.