Emily pov
It's been a hour and a half since I was brought food. I think I've made the right choice. I don't feel any different, accept this headache that has just come on.
It feels similar to the night I was turned but not as bad.
Im pacing the small room when I hear keys start to gingle, I see a big guy, he looks like Groot from the guardians of the Galaxy. He opens the door and the girl who delivered my food walks back in and grabs my tray, she eyes the tray and me before walking back out very fast. I wonder if she noticed I avoided the foods that could have been poisoned. I did tip out the juice so hopefully she thinks I drank that..
arrgh this headache, it's getting worse, it has to be clarissa.
Clarissa.. is that you? I ask
no reply.
I sit down on the bed, I take a few breaths
