When Professor Newton finally arrived to give Janelle her antidote, she was still afraid. Then she had a revelation. Either she could drink the antidote and risk the chance of throwing up or she could lay there and die. Hmmmm. Wasn't really much of a choice. With tremendous effort, she sat up and took the answer to her prayers from the professor.

With several steadying deep breaths, Janelle drank the liquid. After a couple of frightening gags, the antidote managed to stay down. Could she lay back on the floor now, please? After what seemed like an eternity. The room stopped its warp speed spinning and slowed to just a bit of wobbling. Janelle was finally able to sit up and her vision cleared. She heard the professor say that everyone could leave. Class was over. Not for Janelle it wasn't. She was going to sit there until she felt better. After all, she had a lot of stairs to climb to make it back to her Common Room.