Northern Lights

After three hard, deep breaths a white light crashed behind my eyes.  I was pushed forward with extreme force until a large door burst open in front of me.  The room was pitch black; I couldn't see anything.  I moved forward into the room of my mind, taking a deep breath.  It was Marie's bedroom in the Rocky Mountain pack house.  It hit me, when I stepped into that room it smelled like blood, silver and despair.  SILVER!!

I shot my eyes open as I dropped the cloth.  My nostrils were bleeding badly, I had to force my head back.  It made sense now, the silver from the rogue's blood was going into my sinuses which caused them to bleed.  Clark came bursting through the doors, almost ripping them from the hinges.  He looked as white as a ghost, "Darling, what happened?  Are you ok?"  

Clark ran to my side, grabbing a clean cloth on his way, he tried to put pressure on my nose to stop the bleeding.  I continued to keep my head tilted back while he held the back of my head.  I couldn't talk clearly at that point, so I just smiled at him in an attempt to sooth him.  His eyes met mine with intense concern, "Why are you bleeding?"  

I tried to clear my throat to try to speak, "The rogue's shirt, the blood has silver in it.  I knew I recognized the scent when I was in the convention room with Melanie and Timothy but couldn't place it.  When I brought it back here I did some druid channeling and I remembered where I knew the smell from."