“The clutches of death have reached for more so many times, I am beginning to become numb to the sensation of its grasp, but this time, it seemed as though a demon had come to take me, not an angel of death.”
Drew moved quickly, forcing the table clear before he set her atop its wooden makeup. Moving to the bathroom, he removed a first aid kit and searched her body, trying to find the source of her illness. He began taking her temperature, finding it to have reached a dangerous 103.8 and rising. With her having been a supernatural being, her body could withstand more than an average human-but this also meant it was more susceptible to animal and human illnesses. Having been too far to reach anyone who would be able to help someone in her condition, Drew was left to care for Lavender himse
