I rubbed my ankle frantically and looked at my clock. 2:30 was glaring at me, and I knew that it couldn't be p.m. in this blackness. Just fifteen madami minutes, I told myself. Then you can leave. No regrets. Just... augh!
I bit my lip as a shock of pain traveled up my leg and through to the hand that grasped it. It was unexpected, some kind of a warning, I was sure. "Nabuu," I growled. Forget 15 minutes. I had to go now.
I raced around my room, grabbing essential items-food, water, laptop, spellbook, and of course, my iPod and charger. I left my phone, dropped them com link, and blocked telepathic...
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