Esme’s face stiffened with concern for Hayley. She carefully placed her cold hands on top of Hayley’s head. “Okay dear, how can I help you head. Do you need your medicine, would that help.” Esme said helplessly trying to figure out how to help Hayley.
Hayley nodded but her body was refusing her medication at the moment. "I think it may." She cried as she screamed out, there was a feeling of someone scratching down her neck, she could feel blood drip out even though it was just her mind. Grabbing her neck she groaned and gasped out. "Hurry."













