When Nozomi woke up, everything was dark. She was alone in the room, like the first night she had spent in this house. However, this time, she was so groggy that it was as if she had not slept for days. Her body screamed at her to fall back asleep, but Nozomi knew she should not.
“Fuck...” She had not expected to sleep for this long, so she had not covered herself in spiritual energy. The moment she did, a huge weight on her shoulders became apparent and pressed her down against the table. There was also something cold and clammy holding onto her legs under the table.
Goosebumps rose all over her body. /Will I ever get used to this?/
An adrenaline rush gave Nozomi renewed strength to push herself off the table. Her arms shook a little under the strain. At some point, her movement tipped over the lead-like weight that was on her shoulders and dragged her backwards with it.