I greedily drank the glass of water that Matthew was holding to my mouth, desperate the get rid of the dryness in my throat. I was in absolute agony. Not only was I having a horrid time in terms of recuperating from what had happened, but I was doing my best to try and process what was going on and what all of it could mean. I knew that what I had seen last night had not been normal. And the fact that I had literally been shocked into submission, to a point where I could not even stay conscious... That was not something that happened every day, and I had a feeling that it was not going to be the last time that we found ourselves encountering whatever had happened last night.
I had regained consciousness in bed, with light seeping in through the windows. But before I had even been given a
