I suddenly get up and leave the training room, running outside to get air. I nervously pace in front of the bench and breath in sharply.
"Ok Blaise has two votes, me none, tony 1, and whoever Fenton is has 2 I'f you count hum nominating himself...".
I watch Blaise run out. "The nominations are all balanced out. We'll settle this some other way. I'll go check on Blaise." I walk out and look at her.
"I...I feel like..I'm not myself and I keep getting these flashes of a place and people in my head...that are so powerful they like drain me.." I stutter, looking up at Skye.
"no. I'll be fine." i say wearily and without any hesitation I leave and go walking in the corridors trying to concentrate and get myself together.
"Blaise, get some rest. We're leaving tomorrow morning." [I need to sleep or I'm gonna crash in class tomorrow. We'll continue tomorrow.]