Chapter 713

Serena groaned, and with her eyes still tightly shut, brought her hand up to swipe at invisible cobwebs about her face. This is the worst hangover in history! Her mouth felt drier than the desert itself. Sand and dirt were all she could think of as she tried to swallow, and she coughed madly. As she gagged and took in raspy breaths, something cool and moist relieved her parched lips and droplets trickled into her mouth.

“Easy there, ma’am, easy,” a soft voice coaxed. Someone gently wiped her lips with a wet rag and squeezed water into her mouth. Serena opened her mouth a bit wider, wanting more and more of the precious fluid.

As awareness began to form meaning, it became clear that hangovers like this weren’t the typical at all. In fact, she now remembered that she hadn’t been drinking. But what exactly caused her head to feel as if it weighed a ton and her eyelids to be stuck closed? Fear mixed with confusion. Swirling, distorted images of Bull, Wheezer, and Steve mixed with a sour b