Renee Jennings looked extremely weak, her arm hanging limply at her side, not daring to move it in the slightest.
"I've come down with a strange illness. My arm started itching uncontrollably yesterday, and it only got a little better this morning."
She frowned slightly as she spoke, her frail, sickly appearance designed to evoke pity.
Chelsea Raines's attention was fixed on the "strange illness" Renee Jennings had mentioned. She subconsciously pulled Jared Woods back a step, offering a strained smile as she said, "I hope you get well soon, Renee."
Renee Jennings glanced into the distance and saw that the other three guests hadn't moved at all. A flicker of annoyance crossed her mind.
'We're on the same show, for crying out loud,' she thought. 'Couldn't they show a little compassion!'
