C115 Code Red

Ava tried to wriggle her hand free from Mary’s grip, but Mary had quite a strong grip, notwithstanding her fever. Mary gently sat up, then took both of Ava’s hands. “Relax, child. I’m not gonna eat you up or something,” Mary said, smirking. Ava stopped struggling and relaxed, but still averted her eyes from Mary’s gaze.

“So, who are you?” Mary asked again, this time staring at Ava pointedly