A few days later, when my head no longer felt like it would topple off with one wrong move, a bell tolled throughout Margin. 

I jolted upright, my mind swimming only slightly, and patted the side of the bed. "Come here, Sasha."

She was busy pawing at the closed door one minute and chasing her tail the next. I couldn't decide if she was just bored or needed to pee, but she bounded toward me and sprang onto the bed, the rest of the room blurring past us both. I ...