Chapter Eight
Trapped
Samantha let her mind wander for a moment, letting the events of this morning to roll to nothing as she could hear the teacher cross the points of the lesson of past histories to those that were happening now. Pacing the time to almost stand still as she could not understand why her body would not leave her be. Mr. McCronicle was not the calmest person in the world, but he knew how to keep a student’s attention at least.
Hoping that if she just made it to class and go on with the day, her body would get better, but it only became worse. Even her head was beginning to ache from the trudging of lifting her arms and legs to exhaustion. She thought over the night again, playing it in a repeat cycle, reviewing each scene to the best of her abilities. Tracing back to t
