63: Second Bout Of Fear

JADE

I instantly knew that something was bad when I heard that sound. But I still held back, hoping I’d made a mistake.

Recalling how Atlas had looked last night was what forced me to get up.

So, what if he looked fine this morning? He obviously hasn’t fully recovered.

I knew how stubborn the man was. He believed himself to be above even nature. He wouldn’t stay in one place if his life depended on it.

When I knocked and there was no response on the other side. I got even more scared. But still, I remained positive. The door was probably thick and he couldn’t hear me.

I started thinking of how to call the doctor. I rushed into the room, forgetting to worry about him being naked.

I made a startled sound when I found him convulsing on the ground.

What the fuck was going on?

I dropped to my knees, cradling his head in my thighs. I called his name a few times, trying to see if he would wake up but he didn’t. He barely even moved. He was turning blue again.

Oh, God. No.

I was scared to go