This morning, I woke up with this horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. Not the "my stomach hurts because I ate some bad rabbit" horrible feeling, but more the "something horrible has happened to someone close to me and I don't know who or what" kind of feeling.
I had been planning on taking down the hammock and moving back into my room today, but I think I'll leave the hammock up a couple of days longer. Hopefully, this feeling amounts to nothing and is just my body trying to destress or something ..
(OOC: Sadly, it most definitely will not amount to nothing. Ooh Elvish plot, how you toy with Hugo's heart strings.)