“Shaylin…Shaylin wake up.” Jackson was trying to shake Shaylin gently for her to wake up. He was starting to get worried as he had already administered a healing potion he kept on his shelves to her, so he knew there must be something else stopping her from waking up. “Shaylin!!” he called a little louder the same time he zapped her slightly with the electricity from his fingers.
Shaylin’s eyes opened with a start to a concerned Jackson’s face, looking like it suddenly bore a new line or two, not that he looked old for his age.
“I’m OK, professor, I think. Where am I?” Shay looked around, immediately realising she was laid down on the couch in the professor’s office with Zoelle on the other side of the room, looking at her with concern as if she might jump out of her own skin any minute
