<div class="floatright">(http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/598/breedaniels04.jpg)</div><br/>Miranda wandered her way on in, exhaustion taking over as all the physical and emotional stress of the day finally kicked into her.  It felt like her body had just given up on her.  She didn't know how, or if, she was going to make it through this.<br/><br/>She found a bed and collapsed down onto it, not really sure if they were expected to take particular beds or if they had them assigned, but no longer caring.  She didn't want to have to get up.  She didn't want to have to move.  She didn't want to have to think.  A shower could come in the morning when she had the energy to stand.