KIERA
Miles left and slammed the packhouse door shut, leaving everyone frozen in his wake. Suddenly, the room started spinning and everything turned fuzzy. Fumbling my way backwards until the back of my knees touched the chair, I sat down with a thud. This drew Sierra and Austin's attention. Sierra hurried to occupy the chair beside me and wrapped her arm around my shoulders.
“Hey, are you OK? You don’t look so hot.” Sierra asked me in a worried tone. I grabbed her hand in my left to regain a little bit more stability.
“You look as white as a ghost, Kiera. What’s going on?” I couldn’t move anything; it was like my body had seized up entirely.
Before I knew it, my vision was turning from fuzzy to black. The last thing I felt as I slipped into unconsciousness was the feeling of comf
