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'Bell,'
The female let out a small huff of pain or tiredness as a soft voice called her name from who knows where.
'Bell, hey, c'mon. It' time to get up.'
The voice remained gentle despite Bell's tossing and turning. The female just wanted to go back to sleep until the pain wore off.
But where did the pain come from?
'You wan't breakfast, don't you?'
That line struck some sort of sad nerve in Bell's system, reminding her of her previous thoughts.
"Hibiscus?" Bell mumbled sleepily, groggily opening her icy eyes. She was met with the sight of the bed next to her own, void of any dragon or life. Who normally slept next to her? She couldn't remember. Where were they?
Bell felt her brows knit together as she tried to piece together that had happened. She had been in the library, paranoid and reading; before following some dragons outside and starting a conversation with them. Murder. They were discussing the murderer. What were their names?
"Joan." She muttered, remembering the inquisitive spiral. "Alexander." the name sent a wave of pain through her skull, oddly. Maybe she had just moved it wrong. He was the Slytherin Imperial who tried to flirt with her. "Lily." The shy Ravenclaw who had bumped into them.
That was it, right? Before everything was plunged into chaos...
Bell's head spun as she tried to remember the next few details; giving her nothing brown fur, and eyes. Fiery orange eyes that felt familiar but also foreign in a sense.
Bell let out another pained huff as she hoisted herself up into a sitting position. She gripped the side of her head, wincing as waves of pain soon followed. Why was she in pain?
'Does that really matter right now, though?' she thought half-heartedly as she looked around the room; surprised to find it empty.
'Maybe I should just get some ice and something to eat- I might feel better afterwards.'
The female nodded to herself, her groggy mind too tired to come up with a counter idea. It would have to do until she could figure everything out.