BRIDGETTE 

I woke up the next day to the sound of someone shouting. At first I thought it was a dream. At that point my eyes were still heavy and my body barely moved, like a boulder had been placed on top of me. But the second that the shouting returned, I was forced to sit up immediately. 

My heart was already stirring as I got up from bed and walked towards the hallway. Who the hell was yelling and why weren't the guards taking care of it. I wrapped my sleeping robe around me and hurried out of the room. I walked out of the room and followed the...