Sleep was the last thing on Marcella's mind that night. Her head buzzed from the day's events, and the Italian found herself pacing across the floor. A thousand questions buzzed in her mind. About the sickness. About her friends. About this unknown threat. None of them were answered. Sighing, Marcella paused and glanced towards the door. Two possibilities were apparent in her mind. Lay down and get some sleep, or solve one of the many curiosities racing in her mind. Hesitating for a second, Marcella made up her mind and silently slipped out.