"He’ll never forgive you if anything happens to me." Is what she wanted to say, but her words don’t seem to form correctly on her tongue and they come out garbled and barely understandable. Blackness begins to creep into her vision as she sways toward the wall. Stumbling she reaches out to brace herself on the wall, but her sweaty palm slips on the tile. Her vision blurs further at the sudden movement of the room and a moment later she is on the floor, her knees throbbing with pain from the sudden impact. 