Emma's POV
I woke up to my head throbbing in pain. It felt like my head had been banged continuously against the wall. I felt hot all over, making the ant bites sting again. I heard muffled voices, so I tried to stand up and open my heavy-lidded eyes.
Mmmmm...," I groaned, closing my eyes and laying back down on the bed.
"Emma, are you awake?" I heard the muffled, worried voice of John. His voice sounded like he was underwater.
I opened my eyes again slowly; this time around, my vision felt blurry. I tried to focus on John's gray eyes, which were in my view.
Thank the moon goddess; you are awake," he said happily.
"What happened?" I asked, my voice coming out hoarse and weak.
"You don't remember?" he asked, worried.
"Last thing I remember, Philip kicked a ball towards me that flew
