Emily's POV

　　I forced myself up and tried to sit properly on the bed, but my body was in refusal. The room was dimly lit, and shadows danced menacingly on the walls. Fear gripped me as I struggled to remember how I had ended up in this state.

　　My body felt weak, and my eyes were half closed. These days I slept a lot more than I usually do, and it was starting to bother me. Why did I feel troubled? These new changes were slightly becoming concerning. I couldn't ...