Chapter 6
I rubbed my forehead. What was with all the damned pain? I’d never experienced headaches like this before, not even when I’d really denied myself blood. Though it had been a while. Maybe I should drink more. But then, even the idea of that made my stomach churn.
Or it normally did. I wasn’t actually feeling normal right now. Other than the stabbing in my head, and the odd burning smell that seemed to surround me, I felt fine. No. More than fine. I felt great. Far better than I’d felt any other time, except…
Slowly, I opened my eyes, only half surprised to find myself stood in an unfamiliar kitchen, and an oven dish caked in charcoal in front of me. I wrinkled my nose. That definitely hadn’t been me. I rarely burned anything, and my food was always edible. I prodded it with my
