Eleana woke up with a start, her throat was all dry and her limbs sore. When she looked around her, she found out she was already in her room. Her eyes went down to her clothes and saw that she is still wearing the same ones she had before losing her consciousness. She shuts her eyes and tried to remember what happened.
Her last memory was of Nyxus—him talking to her, to someone she wasn’t certain who it could be since they were the only ones inside that room. She holds her head, feeling her temple throb with pain. Her ears were ringing from the remnants of the sound she heard the last time. She slowly rises from the bed but immediately stopped when her eyes caught someone inside the room other than her.
“You shouldn’t be here,” she said upon recognizing who it was, her voice turned out
