Adira rushed back into the guest house.
She struggled to get into her room.
It was as if her breath was being sucked out.
She hadn't experienced such a panic attack before.
Although everyday in the pack came with a shocker, what the diviner said still sounded so unreal.
She rushed to the wardrobe and pulled out the little box.
She had thought she would never use that in her life. She opened it slowly. It was fancy. She could perceive the scent of whatever they might have used to flavor the water, and could tell the taste wouldn't be as bad as the first one tasted.
"Should I use a drop or?"
She asked Margaret.
"I think she said a drop. You have to be fast, I think someone is coming."
Margaret replied.
Adira landed a drop on her lips. She paused for a while, then felt the drop wouldn't be enough.
Quickly, she added a few more drops.
"I think that's enough."
