~Noelle~
I woke up feeling drowsy, and worse for wear. My skin prickled with heat and the duvet suddenly felt like a burden. My insides were going nuts. Fuck, what the hell is wrong with my body?
A faint stench hits my nose, and grumble. Rolling out of bed as carefully as I can to avoid waking anyone else. My body feels like a tank has been dropped on it. I force my way to the living room, and into the kitchen. I reached the sink, my vision turning into a mess of blurs and flashing lights.
Whatever I was perceiving, it was getting closer. Closer has never been a good idea. I told myself to forgo the tap, I wanted splash some water on my face but instead and left the kitchen. I sat on the steps leading to the doors, trying to catch my breath. The closer that smell of danger got, the harder it became for me to breathe.
'What is wrong with me?'
