I found myself in a dark secluded room and on top of an uncomfortable couch when I woke up. Where the hell was I?
“We’re in a professor’s office.”
I jumped abruptly and let out a shriek. Then I saw a shadow detach itself from the wall and stroll forward. Roane.
“You fainted.” His voice was curt.
“You caught me before? I thought it was the building.”
He leaned back on the desk and asked, “What’s going on with you? You were vomiting the other night and I know you weren’t drunk. Now you fainted. You look like you’ve been sick since last night. Cold sweats?”
“Why do you care? It’s none of your business. How did you know about the cold sweats?” I didn’t think I wanted to hear the answer.
“I can smell the perspiration on your skin.”
I’d been right.
“It’s got a sweet aged smell to it. No
