Edenâ€™s gaze lifted only briefly at the sound of the door opening. Holding her breath, she waited to hear the usual shout of<span style="color: #0080FF"> â€œEy Kaleb, give me a pint!â€</span>. She waited, but when she heard nothing, she glanced towards the person who entered. Instantly the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end, and her flesh broke out in goose bumps.  This was normal for her.  She wasnâ€™t sure why she had such a reaction to certain beings. Maybe she was one of those overly-sensitive humans, the kind who could sense spirits or predict the future. She wasnâ€™t sure, but she always passed off the odd sensation as normal.<br/><br/>Casting one last glance at the newcomer, a new sensation came over her.  It started off as a feeling of butterflies in her stomach, but soon the feeling increased.  Tearing her eyes away, she stared blindly down at her hands, looking at them, but not really seeing them. Seconds felt like hours as the sensation spread over her whole body.  Pins and needles, that was the only way she could think of to describe it, like her whole body had fallen asleep and was now past that numbness.<br/><br/>Pressing a hand against her stomach, Eden leaned forward struggling to breathe. Something was not right. She couldnâ€™t understand what it was, or why she was feeling, but something was seriously wrong.  Clenching her eyes shut tighter, she pressed harder against her stomach, hoping to ease the sensations.  When the feelings remained, she forced herself to open her eyes, only to find them watering. Blinking away the tears that were filling her eyes, she struggled to regain control over her body.<br/><br/>Tears streamed down her face as she inhaled a shaky breathe. Lifting her hands up to grab her mug, she noticed that they were shaking slightly. Casting a quick glance around her to make sure no one had noticed her; she lowered her hands to her lap.<br/><br/><span style="color: #804080">â€œWhat is going on?â€</span>she whispered as softly as she could manage, knowing there were beings about who could hear her no matter how softly she spoke.<br/><br/>Her mind screamed at her to get out of there, to run as far as she could.  She wanted to move, but her body wouldnâ€™t respond.  She was frozen in place, no matter how much she struggled with herself, she could not make her body move.