Chapter 12.

[Kim's Point of view]

Again with the same terror, I couldn't hibernate and I didn't bother to coerce myself into it. I decided to explore the kitchen for a midnight snack again. Luckily, I had gotten enough ice cream to keep me complacent for a while as I clutched a cup of strawberry ice cream and dumped myself on the kitchen island.

It was icy yet satisfactory and I hummed lowly at the strawberry flavor on my taste bug. The coldness nearly made me twitch but the unexpected voice of Mrs. Evans in my head made me tremble in an eerie way. I almost lost my appetite, peering at my cup of ice cream.

I suddenly shook my head, not wanting to think about it, she probably was just fiddling with me, it was just I being leery which was common when I didn't understand what was going on. I intended to lunge to conclusions that always made me feel dreadful.

I shivered dramatically and found my appetite again, blanking my mind but a sound had me looking up and I froze for a second, finding Arthur wh