Looking around the room hesitantly, I allowed my eyes to re-adjust. Everything felt slower than usual and for a moment I wasn't particularly fond of the idea of getting up but the thought quickly passed. On a nearby table stood a small cup of what I could only assume was the water I had been given earlier. I tried to sit up but a sharp pain in my side forced me back down with a moan. The idea of bed rest didn't bode well with me. There was work to be done.
My movement was enough to awaken Anna though, as I strained once more to reach the cup. My shoulder and abdomen were screaming at me to stop twisting my body in such a way but I refused to listen to it. I had narrowly escaped a werewolf. I wasn't about to let a cup of water get the best of me.