[CupcakeDolly]

Unable to cease her laughter, Ophelia was having trouble sitting upright. Her arms were wrapped around her stomach, both from the pain of her spasms and from the sudden overwhelming nausea. The blood she wallowed in gave off a powerful odor that she had somehow not noticed right away - which was odd, considering how very astute she knew herself to be - and the fumes brought tears to her eyes.

She felt herself beginning to retch, and probably would have emptied the scarce contents of her stomach right then, if she hadn't been suddenly distracted from her sickness by the sight of a rather gaunt dog standing right above her.