CHAPTER 37Rosemary’s POV
"Rosemary!" A quiet yet distorted voice calls out
This voice sounds familiar- like it belongs to a girl.
The moment I attempt to distinguish who this voice belongs to a sharp pain spreads throughout my head and shoulder.
A pained groan emits from my throat as I bring one of my hands up to rest against my forehead, in hopes of its coldness easing the pain.
My head feel like it has been hit by a ton of bricks.
"Oh my god! Rosemary?!" The voice calls out again, now sounding much closer and clearer than previously
I hesitantly ease my eyes open.
The first thing I notice being a large crowd of tall people surrounding me.
I furrow my eyebrows at this.
Upon closer inspection I realize that I am in fact laying face up on a floor while everyone continues to stare
