Fourty Seven

Elena

Something was horribly wrong, I could explain it because I didn't truly understand it myself, intuition had never been one of my strong suits, but now the feeling that dread burned hard at the back of my throat washing away the anger and despair, inexplicably I found myself on my feet, treading through the halls that I'd sought solace from, the feelings within me grew from an itchy discomfort to something unbearable. I toppled to the ground just as strong arms reached out to catch me.

"Elena." I hear Gulliver's worried voice float over to my ears. "What's going on? Are you alright?"

"Trouble." I mutter weakly "Dracul, we need to find Dracul!"

Using whatever's left of my strength, I push past his strong arms and walk towards the direction which the sensation drags me towards, Gulliver trails closely behind me offering what could be described as mildly irritating yet worried advice.

"Elena I really think-" he began

His words stopped short, as we came to the foot of my door, two d
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