"Alaris!"
The name cut sharply through her lips, as she jerked forward on her bed, her chest rasing and falling in the fear of an imminent danger that still crossed through her veins.
Belladonna was quick to throw the blanket aside, and jump out of bed, looking around wearily to see if this was just yet against another illusion or if she had truly woken up.
The room looked pretty normal but the Bride Thief was an expert at his illusions.
The little things.
She had to look for the little things.
Her feet were quick, almost like she was flying, as she moved around to search for the little details of her room she was certain he wouldn't possibly he paying attention to when forming up this place.
Her table was still how she had left it, there were still a couple of locked doors before her bathroom and the decor was still largely red, including the curtains.
Yes, the curtains!
She had to check for daylight.
