When John finally departed from the grip he turned around to check on Roselyn who fell asleep on the bed. John widened his eyes and his heart raced as he wondered if his bite was too intense and prolongated, if he killed her he would never forgive himself.
"Rose!" He whispered as his eyes filled with tears. He quickly grabbed her wife's wrist and placed two fingers on it to monitor if he could still feel her heartbeat.
He did, he sighed relieved, but then why wasn't she waking up?
"Rose... Can you hear me?" he attempted another call, his quivering lips begging for her to wake up but once again he received no answer from her making him worry even more.
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"Rose… answer me." Roselyn heard John's voice echoing but in the dark dimension, she entered, the usual black room she couldn't recognize the surroundings nor the floor or the walls it seemed like she was fluctuating in the darkness.
