"Wake up, Tyler! Wake up!"
The urgent voices of Hawk and GG pierced through Tyler's slumber, jarring him awake. His eyes shot open to find the two women standing beside him, their faces pale and filled with panic. Both were still naked, but their disheveled state wasn't from passion—it was clear something was terribly wrong.
"What's going on?" Tyler groaned, his voice heavy with sleep as he rubbed his eyes.
Hawk, trembling, pointed toward the bed. Tyler turned, and his heart sank. Serena lay motionless, her usually vibrant skin now pallid, with black, web-like veins snaking across her body. Her breathing was shallow, her chest barely rising and falling.
"She's poisoned, Tyler!" Hawk cried, her voice breaking as tears rolled down her cheeks.
