Cary looked around the spinning room and held onto her mother very tightly.
The room seemed to be moving on its own, as well as those beside her too.
She closed her eyes once more and blinked in attempts to try to make everything slow down to something her mind could cope with.
"Darling are you alright?"
Listening to get mother, she tried to respond.... but her throat hurt so bad that every time she cried, it was as if somebody was constantly stabbing her with a knife there.
"Water! Water!
Bring water now fools!"
With that, some of the maids ran out as fast as they could.
And after a while, they were back and Cary had already drunk her fill.
With the little energy she now had, Cary lifted her blanket up slightly and tried to look at her lower body.
"Dear... don't worry yourself about this now okay?
Please listen to me... it's not the end of the world okay?"
