Rosslyn
After dinner, I head to my room. I decide to sleep, because I will need all my energy tomorrow. Who knows what awaits us beyond those gates, and I have to be well rested, and prepared for the worst, while hoping for the best. I need to keep my mind positive, so I don't make any mistakes. I close my eyes to silence my thoughts until I am able to drift off to sleep.
I wake up sweating, my clothes drenched. I look at the clock on the wall. It is 11:50 pm. I need some air. It's too hot in this tiny room. I put on my shoes and head outside. The breeze slaps me in the face, and I feel a little cooler, but not cool enough. I walk past the trees and I start to feel hotter.
What is wrong with me? Maybe that slop is getting to me. I knew eating that sh1t would make me sick.
The pain I
