The whole building was wrapped in the silence of midnight. Gail was in the kitchen, barefoot. The marble floor was cool under the sole of her feet. She might want to say she didn't know how she got there, but that would be a lie. She can only truthfully say that she hadn't meant to get up from bed, but her body was doing whatever it liked now.

As she ransacked the kitchen, trying to find the solution to her cravings, her mind wandered. She shuddered as she remembered what had happened earlier ...