Visible fear could be seen on everyone’s face.

Especially on Jack’s face.

It was as pale as snow and his eyes opened wide in shock. He threw his body towards her and managed to prevent her from hitting her head on the floor.

Ezra hastily moved over to her as well and checked her pulse and felt her forehead

“She is alive however, she has a terrible fever. Give her some water and Undress her a bit so that she can cool off.”

Jack did everything asked of him as soon as Ezra finished speaking.

I finally snapped back to reality and got up to help Jack and Ezra.

After a few moments we managed to get the situation under control however, it didn’t look good. She was sick and we had no way to deal with it effectively.

We had no medicines that could help her and no one here was a doctor who knew how to deal with it properly.

We could do a few things to prevent it from getting worse but not any better. The situation was dire however, We had one saving grace.

We were almost out of here.

Just a few more days and we could get out. Four bells had already rung we were more than halfway from freedom.

All we had to do was make it to the seventh bell ring and we should be home free.

Someone would have to carry her however, that wouldn’t be the problem.

Who would carry her was my main concern.

Some people among us didn’t seem to be who they were saying they were.

After Amar, it was hard for me to trust people.

I would have gotten Jack to carry her because of their relationship however, Jack was not very big and it didn’t seem he had the strength to do it.

I decided that this wasn’t worth pondering about and thought that we could talk about it later.

As I came out of thought I remembered the box of supplies that Annabelle had brought. I wondered if they had anything that could help Cheryl.

I asked Annabelle

“Do you know where that supply box you had a bit ago is? It might have some supplies in it that we could use to help Cheryl.”

Annabelle looked at me and said,

“It should be somewhere in the church. if you didn’t find it earlier then it must be somewhere in the pig corpses left in the church still”.

As she said that my eyes wandered over to the hill of pig corpses still in the back of the church.

If we were going to find that bag it had to be tomorrow there was no place for those pig corpses to go.

We needed to be able to get them outside of the church however, going out right now was a bad idea.

I checked in with Ezra and he said that she should be fine for the night and that tomorrow we would be able to look for medical supplies in the supply box to help her.

After that, it started getting late. Before I laid down I looked at Jack. He had a death stare on his sister as if the moment he looked away she would pass.

I looked at him for only a moment more then I turned away. I couldn’t bear to look at him anymore. It made my chest tighten and my feelings grim.

I thought about Jack and Cheryl as my eyes drifted off to sleep.

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That night I had a dream.

In the dream, I was sitting on the edge of a bridge. In front of me was a beautiful Midday sun shining onto clear water below.

A gentle breeze fluttered on my face as I took a deep breath in. In my hand was a coffee.

I swirled and played with the liquid inside the cup as I sat there in silence. I felt truly at peace.

I sat there and watched the sun slowly move across the long sky until I felt my eyes slowly open.

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When I awoke I looked around and saw that everyone else was already awake.

The sun seemed to be already in the later parts of the morning.

It seemed that I slept in.

I must have been tired from sleeping on pig bodies or not sleeping at all.

I got up and did an extravagant stretch.

As I got up I pondered the dream.

It was rare for me to dream, especially two nights in a row.

I wondered if my dreams were an attempt to escape reality or if they were happy past memories I had long forgotten.

I decided not to wonder about it too much as I went to check on Cheryl. She seemed to be doing fine her fever had lowered a bit and she was sleeping.

On the other hand, however, Jack looked exhausted.

It was obvious that he had been up all night taking care of Cheryl.

His eyes were dark and looked heavy. His skin was a bit more pale than usual and he seemed to lack energy.

He held her hand and was gently stroking it. After a bit, the sound of metal came and everyone got to work.

Even though Jack was tired he got up and went to look for food again.

After everyone left it was just me, Ezra, and Cheryl who we decided not to wake up considering her fever.

Our goal today was to get rid of all of the pig corpses.

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We started getting to the end of the pig bodies.

It was surprisingly tough work.

We had to take them a bit away in front of the church so that we didn’t block the entrance and they were big enough that we could only hold one or two at a time.

Even though the work was tough my mind was more preoccupied with finding the supply box.

We only had a little bit left so I thought it would show up any second now. However, there was a small fear nagging at the back of my neck.

As we started to take away the last few pig bodies my fear became true.

It wasn’t there.