Ashley wakes drenched in a cold sweat, she quickly examines her body for any wounds, but only fading scars are found. This nightmare has plagued her for months now, and each night seemingly more real than the last. Her eyes sting as tears pour down her pale face, her throat burns, her bodies’ way of reminding her that it’s passed the time to eat. If she waits any longer she won't be able to control herself. The thought of what she had to do made her stomach turn, but she must eat to survive.