Beatrix woke up with a start.
Her breaths came in quick, shallow bursts.
Sweat rolled down the sides of her face, dampening her pillow. She took a deep breath, trying to calm the rapid beating of her heart, and grabbed a towel from the bedside table, wiping the sweat from her brow.
Her eyes flicked to the clock on the wall, avoiding the temptation to use her time powers, which would instantly tell her the hour.
"2:47 AM…"
For a moment, she just sat there, staring at the clock.
Then she got to her feet and moved towards the door, but before she opened it, she remembered—
'Oh right, I'm in a hotel. Can't exactly walk out like this.'
Sighing, she reached for a nearby bathrobe, tossing it over her nightgown before slipping out the door and into the hallway.
She could have teleported, but the thought of using any of her powers right now made her feel even more drained.
