Slowly opening her eyes, Daisy squinted at the light streaming in through the window. She blinked as the room came into focus and realized she was lying in her bed in the girls’ dormitory.
How long have I been passed out?
Her body felt as though it had been crushed by a freight train. A dull pain throbbed in her temples, and her muscles ached from head to toe, even deep into her bones. She glanced down to see her arms covered in scratches and bruises, and she had a feeling the rest of her body looked like that as well.
“Hey, you’re up,” said a gentle voice nearby. She slowly tilted her head toward the sound and saw Hunter approaching her side. He took a seat on the mattress next to her and studied her with an expression of relief and compassion. “How are you feeling?”
“Awful,” she gr
