Laura wandered into the corridor, pausing to lean against the wall and catch her breath. Her pasty face looked odd in the light and she really felt ill. But she needed that minute of rest before making those last few steps to the Hospital Wing. Looking around, she noticed that there were many conversations going on around her but she was oblivious to them and words seemed slurred to her ears.

Leaning against the wall, Laura closed her eyes for a moment and controled her breathing. Really, she hated being sick.