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Nov. 6th, 2005 09:58 pm[ooc: After this]
It is a deep, feverish sleep. Beside the bed, the food that Amanda left is untouched, although the water is nearly all gone. At the door, Scampi jumps up at the handle, scrabbling to get hold of it. He is hungry, and has been unable to wake his mummy, which worries him. He can sense that all is not well. His claws scratch against the door and he meows loudly, trying to attract attention.
It is a deep, feverish sleep. Beside the bed, the food that Amanda left is untouched, although the water is nearly all gone. At the door, Scampi jumps up at the handle, scrabbling to get hold of it. He is hungry, and has been unable to wake his mummy, which worries him. He can sense that all is not well. His claws scratch against the door and he meows loudly, trying to attract attention.
