It was bright when Madeline’s eyes fluttered open wearily, she squinted as the lights hit her eyes mercilessly, she had to shut her eyes a moment longer before prying them open again and pulling herself to a sitting position. Her body felt tired….like she had been beaten and trampled upon by an elephant or something.
She let out a small groan as she tried pulling herself together, she recalled last night’s events; how she had ran down the hallway screaming her lungs out, how he had grabbed her, how she had fought so had against him, and oh how she had been pinned against a wall….the very wall which her gaze lingered on now. She shuddered to think about what would have happened had she not broken down with a fever.
A fever….
Her gaze moved to her hand quickly, and the little reddened dot
