Emma woke up feeling foggy, and her head felt like someone stomped on it. She tried to focus her eyesight, and it took a second or two before she saw the candles burning on an old-fashioned table next to a set of black curtains. Why did the furniture look so familiar?
Sitting upright, she held onto her pounding head, looking around the huge room. She had no memory of how she got there. Was she back with the vampires, and she dreamed of being free?! Her eyes widened. She tried to remember, but it didn’t make any sense.
She quickly walked to the door, tried to open it, but it was locked. In a semi-panicked state, she rushed to the windows, but they were also shut tight. She couldn't tell whether it was from old age or on purpose, but she was stuck in that room.
Then it hit her. The scu
