Chapter Eight
She tossed and turned, trying to shake the strange heaviness which had settled over her. It wasn't anything like she'd ever experienced before, and she had no explanation for it.
"Stay with me, Tabitha," a soft voice whispered in her ear. She recognised it, but couldn't put a name to it, only adding to the frustration growing inside her. "I know it hurts, just push through it. I'm sorry, I wish I could make it easier for you."
A hand brushed across her forehead, offering a surprising amount of comfort. She longed to ask what was going on but couldn't work out how to make the words come. It was almost like she was trapped within herself.
Sleep overtook her, her thoughts fading into blackness once more.
Opening her eyes was painful, but she knew she had to do it. Hunger ha
