Shawn set his sleeping bag FAR away from me-probably afraid that I was going to turn psycho. It was tempting, but I knew what that kind of power could do to a person, and it wasn't good.
I tossed and turned. My hand kept finding the ring of its own accord. I wanted to toss it away, but someone else would find out about its power, and who knew where that would lead? I sighed, realizing that this was going nowhere. I shivered, snuggled closer inside my blankets, and tossed and turned for the rest of the night...