<div class="floatright">(http://imagizer.imageshack.us/a/img4/598/breedaniels04.jpg)</div><br/>People kept on talking, and others showed up, but it became more and more obvious that Miranda just wasn't paying attention.  Soft trembles passed through her body, and she went rigidly stiff, then completely limp, with her head smacking down on the table inches from her drink.  Thankfully Miranda had shown the foresight to make sure she wouldn't crack into the glass if this happened again.<br/><br/>Spasms worked their way through her limbs, almost as if she was trying to swim, and she didn't really seem to notice anyone.  Her mouth started to work with a voice not her own, repeating the same sentence over and over again in some unknown language.  As best one could tell, it sounded almost like a warning...or a threat.