Room 406, evening

Tiny trolls had followed Isabel into her room when she returned from the library. Initially, she was grimly amused when Annie started chasing them about, but eventually she got annoyed and used her powers to grab them up in a chattering ball and send them out the door. With Annie distracted by a catnip laced toy, and the room finally quiet, Isabel sat down to focus on poll results as a way of distracting herself from any thoughts of dreams, or Vilandra.

The door is closed to keep out the trolls. But distractions would be more then welcome.

Room 406, Late, late Tuesday night, NFB

Even snuggled up next to Greg, it still took Isabel a long time to fall asleep. When she finally drifted off, her last thought was a wish for a dreamless sleep.

( It wasn’t )

Isabel sat up with a gasp, gingerly feeling her shoulder which still ached from the bite. Her heart was racing and she took a deep shuddering breath to calm herself.