• "Is Seth okay?" I asked because I felt I needed to.
    "Sort of." Jacob answered then turned his head towards a bookcase.
    "What do you mean sort of?"
    "Well...He has a very high fever, but the wound has healed." He looked away again, seemingly trying to avoid the subject. There was a very awkward silence while I finished wrapping my right foot, quickly tying the top.
    "What happened to your hand?" I asked, which seemed to startle him.
    "Huh?" He answered as if he didn't have a clue to what I was talking about.
    "What happened to your hand?" I asked again a bit more forceful.
    "Oh this." He said as he held it up. he unwrapped it to reveal a long cut. I hesitated to say something but stopped and waited for more.
    "When we were in the kitchen earlier, Serious and I with the cake, I had picked up a knife to bring out with it. Serious had grabbed the knife from me and..." He stopped there, obviously remembering the rest, and shuddered.
    I didn't feel like asking anymore and I'm sure he wouldn't have answered even if I had asked. I slowly stood up. My feet protested with the sudden movement, but I just ignored it.
    "Well I'm going to sleep.
    "This day was as dark as night." I said slowly as I lurched up the staircase.
    "Sorry." was all Jacob said as I walked into my room and closed the door. I turned off the lights, not caring if I tripped over something in the darkness. I plopped onto my bed and just laid there. I fell asleep thinking,
    "Dark as night, white as day."

    Chp. 3 End