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Snow leans in close, his breath hot on my face. “Something to make you feel alive, darling,” he whispers, a dangerous glint in his eye.
Honeymonster’s grip finally loosens, and I step away from the table, my mind racing. What did he put in my food? And why? Is he responsible for the poison in the wine too? Is this some sick game he’s playing, or is there something more sinister at play here?
I turn back to Honeymonster. “Thanks. I guess.”
“No worries, Sugar. The repercussions for fighting in here are severe. You don’t want to experience them.”
I nod, still trying to calm my racing thoughts. “What do we do now?” I ask him.
Honeymonster looks at me thoughtfully. “We need to figure out what Snow put in your food and how it’s going to affect you. Then we’ll deal with him.”
I nod again, feeling grateful for Honeymonster’s level head in this situation. Together, we begin to examine the piece of metal more closely, searching for any clues as to what Snow might have added to my meal.
As I run my finger over the strange symbols, I suddenly feel a sharp pain shoot through my body. My head spins and my vision blurs. Honeymonster catches me before I can fall, holding me up and staring at me in concern.
“What’s happening?” he asks urgently.
I try to speak, but my mouth feels like it’s full of cotton. I can’t form words. The pain in my body intensifies, spreading through my limbs and making my muscles spasm uncontrollably. I gasp for air, feeling like I’m suffocating.
Honeymonster’s grip tightens on me, trying to hold me steady. “We need to get you out of here,” he says, his voice strained with worry. “Now, Sugar.”
With his help, we stumble towards the door, but it doesn’t open. Of course. It’s still mealtime. Fuck’s sake. This place is ridiculous.
Honey rushes over to a small electronic screen on the wall, slams his palm down on it and then quickly types in a code. A moment later the doors slide open and he helps me through them. The cooler air in the corridor helps to ease my pain a little, but every movement still sends waves of agony through my body.
“What was that?” I manage to gasp out, clutching onto Honeymonster’s arm for support.
“I don’t know,” he admits, his eyes scanning for any sign of danger. “But we need to get you to the medical room, fast.”
I nod, trying to focus through the pain. My body is starting to give out, and I know that I won’t be able to make it much longer without medical attention.
The doors open and we stumble down the winding corridor, our footsteps echoing through the silence. Every jolt and bump sends pain shooting through me, and I have to bite my lip to keep from crying out.
We quicken our pace, and soon we find ourselves standing in front of another nondescript door. Honeymonster knocks before opening it, and when he half carries, half drags me inside, I see that he’s brought me to the hospital ward.
I wonder if Jen made it here with Rat yesterday before he…
“Emerson? What are you doing here?” a kind voice asks.
I blink slowly and try to focus on the woman rushing towards us, but everything is blurry.
“Honeymonster found me,” I manage to say weakly, my throat feeling dry and scratchy. “I don’t know what happened. Maybe allergies?”
The woman nods, motioning for Honeymonster to place me on one of the beds. She examines me carefully, her face growing more and more concerned with each passing moment.
I grit my teeth against the next wave of pain.
Finally, she finishes her examination and administers a shot, and I lie back on the bed, feeling exhausted and numb.
Honeymonster sits beside me, his hand taking mine in a gentle grip.
“You’re going to be okay, Sugar Puff,” he whispers, his voice full of reassuring warmth.
I give him a weak smile, grateful for his presence.
The woman turns to him, her expression serious. “She’s stable for now, but she needs to rest. Don’t let her move around too much.”
Honeymonster nods, his grip on my hand tightening. “I won’t leave her side.”
