Mythic Manor

-Corrine-

The nauseating sting hit my head on the first gulp, after which I didn’t know how to describe the various sensations assaulting my body. But one thing was sure; I screwed.

The girl before me, the one who handed me the booze, split in two. Or maybe it was just my imagination.

“Is the—,” I paused to burp, “—booze should be this strong?” I swirled the plastic cup in my hand, almost dropping it in the process, then looked at the girl’s face again. Her brown skin glistened as she tilted her head and smiled.

“Is great, isn’t it?” she cheered. “You want more?”

I shook my head. Wrong move. My vision immediately spun as I did so. I closed my eyes tightly, dropped the plastic cup from my hand, and tried to find something to hold onto to avoid falling.

Someone caught my arm, and I fell backward. My head hit something, and as I looked up, I found a pair of eyes staring at me. Not Andrew.

“Hey Lily, what did you give to her?” I heard his voice echo in his chest.

Lily and the others laugh