Erna's head spun, and her body felt lighter. She had no idea what was going on with her, but her body was burning with need.
"Where are you taking me?" she asked weakly as Jedrick carried her somewhere.
She recalled drinking with him until something felt wrong, and she felt vulnerable.
Erna sank onto his shoulder, exhausted and limp, her eyes fluttering shut.
"Bring him," she vaguely heard Jedrick's voice as her eyes flickered open.
Her vision was hazy, but she knew the man Jedrick had commanded.
Erna became restless as her body demanded more, and she began to remove her garments.
Jedrick smirked and exited the room, turning off the light.
"Please help," Erna muttered as she reached to zip her attire low.
She labored with each step, but then a light appeared as a figure lurched toward her.
Erna climbed down from the bed and stumbled towards the person, pouncing on him.
"Help; help me, please."