Ruby
I’m not sure exactly what time it is when I wake up, but when I finally come out of my dreams and open my eyes, there is sun shining through the large window to Atwood’s chambers.
I yawn and roll over to shield my eyes from the bright sun and stretch, extending my arms above my head and flexing my feet.
As my half-open eyes scan the room looking for a clock, I finally find one sitting on the mantle and jump up when I see that it’s already three o’clock.
How did I sleep for so long?
I throw the covers off of myself and swing my legs over the side of the bed, jumping up. I’m not sure why I feel the need to rush myself out of bed, but truth be told, I feel great.
Wait.
The realization comes to me that I just practically leaped out of bed, with no pain. I look
