The screams jolt me up from the bed, and I'm awake, Quill already running towards the sound without a shirt on.
I run after him, but even with my training, I'm not as agile as he is.
We're running through a dimly lit hallway, the floor chilly against my bare feet. The screams are getting weaker, almost like as if it's being cut off, and when I finally reach the door, it's Andras's door and it's been broken into.
Quill is wrestling with Andras, Ainhoa is pressed into the farther corner of the room, a red marks on her neck as she struggles for air. Once Quill manages to pin down Andras, I step in, looking at the both of them.
"What the hell happened?" I asked, crossing my arms as I wrapped my robe tighter around me, and glared at the both of them.
"It was her." Andras hissed, as he struggled to get out of Quill's hold. "She came into my room and tried to finish the job to while I was sleeping! I was only defending myself."
