Rhapsody awoke, mouth dry as a desert, and throat as well. She moaned softly as she rolled, smelling incense and wet paint. She cracked an eye and winced as the ligt from the room cut deeply, stabbing at her already throbbing head. Where was she" This was not her room...
She heard humming and the sounds of movement in the room. She smelled a woman's scent, perfumes and such, beneath the smell of paint. Her voice was raw, hoarse, as she spoke. "Where am I" Miss" What happened?"
Sitting up made her head spin, or was the room doing that' She covered her mouth, gulping back a wave of nausea, and quickly lay back down. Oh, her head! She remembered playing that drinking game with that vampiric woman, and that was the last thing she recalled from the night before. What had she done?
She heard humming and the sounds of movement in the room. She smelled a woman's scent, perfumes and such, beneath the smell of paint. Her voice was raw, hoarse, as she spoke. "Where am I" Miss" What happened?"
Sitting up made her head spin, or was the room doing that' She covered her mouth, gulping back a wave of nausea, and quickly lay back down. Oh, her head! She remembered playing that drinking game with that vampiric woman, and that was the last thing she recalled from the night before. What had she done?