Before she is even fully awake Zed knew there was something wrong. It was more than the sense of dread that had continued to pool in her stomach since she had arrived here - this was something else. Something darker. She didn't wake right away even if her mind was clawing to wake up.

When she finally woke she sat up slowly. This wasn't the room she had claimed at John's house. It wasn't like a room in the house at all. She kicked off the sheets and slowly got up. The moonlight just made everything look more eerie and wrong. The room felt old like no one had been in it for years. She knew there was no point in calling out for John. He wasn't here even if she isn't sure where here is. After the last few days she wasn't that surprised even if she was worried. Slowly she began to move around the room. Dust. Old mirrors. She reached out to touch one of them but then hesitated. Her powers may not have been working but the last thing she needed was to have a vision that would send her spiralling.

Instead, she went to the door and slowly opened it. She poked her head out before stepping out into the long hall.

"Definitely not John's house," she muttered under her breath.