***Serena***
Light spills in and hits my eyes while I lay on a camp bed, as the barn door is noisily pulled open.
It is daylight, but I wish I were still asleep, as now that I am awake the nausea has returned and I feel run down and lethargic.
"Good morning," I hear a now familiar voice say. I squint into the source of light as the figure gets closer and bends down toward me.
"Gosh, you look dreadful," Valmir adds, his expression actually somewhat sympathetic for once. I sit up and brace myself a little as my head swims. I definitely feel dreadful.
"Yes, well it is hard to look good when you feel like horse s**t, while still wearing the same clothes and underwear for the past day and a half.
He looks down at the tray by the door which had food on it from last night. I had drank all t
