Stanely's POV

Ford and I were having a casual conversation in the kitchen when we heard her.

"STOP IT, STOP, IT HURTS!!!!!" we heard Mabel yell from upstairs. We both ran up the stairs, I was up there first. The sight scared me. She was on the ground-hugging her knees, shaking and crying, she was breathing heavily and looked pale. I immediately held her. Her eyes were glassy.

"MABEL," I yelled. She looked like she heard me.

"Yeah?" she asked in a voice so quiet I could barely hear her.

  "What's wrong who's hurting you, what's wrong," I said fast. Ford was right behind me. He also looked nervous.  

  "I-I-I...... it's no one, I'm fine," she said and looked away," I'm sorry for worrying you. I'm tired though, so can I go to bed?"  

  "Of course sweetie," I said while setting her down. Ford and I left.

"There is something terribly wrong with her," Ford said.

"Agreed, I hope it's not Bill," I said.

"This is not Bill's doing. Her eyes looked normal," Ford said. We both felt uneasy.