Room 415- Friday morning

By now, Gwen was thoroughly freaked out. When she did manage to get some sleep there was nothing but nightmares about drowning, and then she'd spent way too much time in the bathroom this morning coughing up wet hair. Considering she'd once been mummified, she was trying to keep things in perspective but right at this moment she was thinking this was the grossest thing she'd ever been through. Top three, definitely.

Still feeling a little shaky, she was headed back to her room. Not that she'd checked her email to know class was canceled today, but she had every single intention to ditch.