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“Being isolated with him was like being at an amusement park as a kid; I didn’t care where we went as long as we were on it together.” It would take a week before Lavender was able to move about without any pain from her infection. Drew was careful to make sure she applied medication to her stomach to keep away any further infection, while he kept her on a diet to keep her strength up and give her plenty of vitamins and minerals to help attack anything else that would remain within her system. In that time, they spent it discussing their time in the prison-now feeling as though they could as her wound was made known. Lavender learned that Drew was forced to ingest blood of his kill via a tube in his nose-that would make him nearly rabid. Because of this, he couldn’t remember many of the t