She wakes up with a start. Her hands immediately going to her face and pushing her hair out of her eyes. She swore she had just been in Hell, but that really couldn't be true. She'd just fallen asleep. That was all it had been. She breathes in deeply, taking in the air and is relieved that it's not thick and smoky.

Pushing to her feet, she moves to the bathroom in the small castle room. Maybe she'd worked too late to get back to the city. It seems wrong, somehow, but things are a bit fuzzy around the edges and she's sure it's just the remainders of that last dream that are pushing her to doubt her actions.

Glancing to the clock on the dresser she knows it's late, but she figures she might luck out and find Chase working the overnight shift in the clinic. So it's with that in mind that she exits her room and starts toward the clinic.