Awake

CLARA’S POV:

Clattering made me stir awake, cold breeze hitting my skin and my eyelids slowly blinking open. I looked at the ceiling above me, my hand reaching up to grip my head when it throbbed and dizziness passed over me.

“Argh.” I turned my head, catching sight of a knife in someone’s hand as they chopped what looked like an apple into small pieces. I ran my gaze up his arm, and to his face, meeting Kasan's eyes as he looked down at me. He wearing a black suit, and his hair was styled neatly towards the back as if he had just returned from a formal meeting. But despite his shockingly nice appearance, he reeked of that foul scent of dead bodies.

“You’re up? How are you feeling? It’s a good thing I decided to dress nicely today.” He grinned, setting down the knife and lifting the plate for me to see. “You want apples?”

Is it time to grin like that? The battle…what happened?

“You look totally different from the last time I saw you.” I pressed my hands to the bed, pushing myself