Not a bidder

Annabel heard a soft tap on the door and groaned softly before getting out of the Yellow laid bed weakly, heading toward the door.

  She held it open and saw Number 3 standing there with a food tray in her hand. She was dressed in a Cream short sleeveless gown with her short hair let down reaching her cheek. She had curly hair that curved at the edge.

" Master asked me to give you this." Number 3 said with her head bowed, her knees hurting. She wasn't ready to face Annabel. She wasn't ready to face anybody yet. Not after what had happened.

" Number 3, I'm so happy to see you. How is everyone?. Oh sorry, my bad. Come in, you shouldn't stand all day." She said happily and watched her walk in before closing it behind her. She felt relieved to see that someone was fine even though throughout her stay in bed she had wondered what she had missed yesterday. She finally understood why the pets dreaded the Blood Moon. It was really terrifying.