Take Me Somewhere Safe
Natalie finished the juice slowly, chatting with Albert, but suddenly, a strange sensation crept over her. Her hand holding the glass began to tremble. She swallowed hard, an unsettling feeling spreading through her.
Placing the glass down on the table, she glanced at her hands—her fingers were quivering, and the tips felt uncomfortably hot. A strange heaviness began to settle over her body, making her feel increasingly disoriented. She exhaled sharply, distressed.
"Are you alright, Natalie?" Albert asked, noticing her unease.
Natalie abruptly stood up. "I... need to... visit the washroom…"
"Hurry up, then," Albert said, but Natalie was already rushing away.
John, sensing something was off, followed closely behind. "Ms. Natalie, what's wrong?"
Natalie didn't answer and kept walking, heading directly toward the washrooms—she knew exactly where they were; this wasn't her first time at the event hall.