The next morning

I vaguely remembered going to the bathroom to wash the blood off my face at some point before it was full dawn.

I remember both Mom and Bree coming in at various points during the morning to find out if I was ok, and if I was getting up. I had to tell both that I just wasn't feeling well. Mom offered to "make me feel better" but I passed out again. The light in my room was incredibly painful.

When I finally opened my eyes again, everything was much better. My head was clear and I felt hungry and like I had gotten a little good sleep. I was suddenly eager to try out what I had done, but I wasn't sure how to go about it. I hadn't really thought this far.

I got up and started to get dressed. I stopped as I heard Bree call down to Sabine.

"Hey! Do you have any shampoo that doesn't suck?" She was in the upstairs bathroom! I immediately stepped out of my room and saw her head stuck out of the bathroom.

Sabine called up from downstairs, "Check in the cabinet under the sink!". I briefly wondered where mom was, but I was sure I could handle her if she saw anything. Bree caught me looking.

"What the hell are you looking at? Hoping for a show?" Her eyes were full of mocking.

Now or never.