Sadly, having a puke-soaked seizure on the floor didn't leave you untouched.
I soon discovered that it had been adrenaline that had pushed me up and down the stairs before, and once gone I could just stand for dizziness and trembling. My feet had also been cut and scraped in my mad dash across the grounds, and having thrown up everything I'd eaten since I was twelve left my blood sugar at an all time low to the point I felt sick all over again.
Sir Fairenson offered to carry me, due to my feet, and after swallowing my humiliation, I let him. Though that didn't mean I didn't feel a bit pathetic after it. Seriously, Nehcor and I had very different ideas of what a Methuselah grade body entailed.
The c***k of dawn had just arrived, painting the sky the warning colors of gray and pearly bl
