Chapter Fifty

Sarah wake up. Come on, Sarah, wake up already."

"Wha, whoozer? " Sarah mumbled unintelligibly while sitting up and rubbing her eyes. It took her mind several seconds to process that it was still dark, meaning the sun hadn't risen yet, and her head deftly hit the pillow again. She muttered something else unintelligible about it being too early before her dreams took her away again.

"Come on, Sarah; we're going to be late."

'Late? late for what?' Sarah thought sleepily, but her mind was too sleepy and couldn't think of anything she would be running late to. So she did what anyone would do in her situation and ignored the voice.

"Alright, that's it. You leave me no choice. Just remember you asked for this, " said a voice that sounded eerily like Carson's when he was about to throw Sarah into a lake to wake her up back in her training days with him.