Esme began heaving, her vision going blurry. It felt as if her insides were turning into firm ice. The chilly air from outside has reached the insides of her body. It felt as if the cold isolated in her body, retaining her from the feeling of heat. Her chest rose and fell, counting to ten as she tried to breathe in the mild air. It wasn't working. Her body collapsed on the ground, and she laid limply, as her head smacking against the black marble tiles of the Manor floor.