Sandra was lying on her bed when I entered the room, and looked to be in a state of peaceful slumber, however on closer inspection she was far too still, and the only sign of movement was the erratic rising and falling of her chest. It was not a smooth rise and fall, but like she was struggling to breathe.
I quickly approached the bed, followed by Misty as the lost queen's focus turned to Sandra.
"Don't touch her," the queen snapped when I went to lay a hand on her forehead. "Let me out."
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