I fiddled with my medallion as I looked around the dining space. My food was half gone as well as my attention in the gossip Bambi was offloading, rapping the words out non-stop. It was something about Amber's debacle at seducing that new boy, Handro and for someone who recently got back from leave, she sure knew a lot.
My appetite had ceased to be when I looked over at the main cooking compartment and had my eyes focused on the flames l*****g at the pot's bottom. All the nightmares I'd had in two weeks replayed in my head.
With all the bad dreams that kept perpetuating, a trepidation feeling followed. I didn't know why I had that treacherous feeling that something heinous was about to ensue and this was like some kind of calm before the storm.
A hand landing on my shoulder almost star
