C22 The Claw
I woke to a cluster of woman above me. The twins, the golden-haired girl, and several others leaned over, staring down at her with worried looks on their faces.
“She’s awake?”
“Is she?”
“Really awake this time or just talking in her sleep again?”
“Oh, she is awake!”
I sat up, my head groggy and my mouth full of a strange taste. The den was warmly lit with a plethora of candles
