Jack felt sick. But it wasn't a normal sickness. He was abnormally pale, and was running a slight temperature. Occasional headaches came in short, painful bursts. And while he had no idea what was happening, it all felt strangely familiar.
He wanted to get up, but Mark made sure he stayed in bed. Mark looked at Jack, expressionless.
"I think I know what's making you sick, but I won't be able to test my theory 'till tonight. In the meantime, you have to stay in bed. Walking around would only make it worse." At first Jack argued, but Mark was persistent. Within an hour Mark had convinced Jack to stay in bed.
Jack was staring at the ceiling, bored out of his mind. Suddenly a burst of pain jabbed at his head, quickly worsening. He shouted in pain. Then the world went dark as he faded into unconsciousness.
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