A sense of warmth enveloped her as she felt her body being slowly lifted, and her arms moved independently as she hugged the warmth and cuddled against the warm and firm chest. She heard her friends call her name and heard many footsteps as they gathered around her. She tried to open her eyes and get up but her body refused to cooperate. The doctor examined her and determined that she collapsed due to exhaustion, but she was certain Carla had something to do with her condition. The scratch marks on her hand that caused the burning sensation to spread throughout her hand were the proof, but it didn't hurt anymore; right now she was just weak, too weak to even lift a finger. She could hear their worried voices, but her lips remained immobile.
"Shh, it's okay, you're okay", the doctor whispe
