The End 2

Chapter Fifteen

Dylan's pov...

I was terribly sick.

I threw up about every five minutes.

It was nasty.

Blaize: Dude...

I was too sick to make up a clever comeback.

I just walked faster.

Well, I tried to.

Lainie and the others stayed back, watching me.

Dylan: Guys?

Rest: Yeah?

I collapsed to the ground.

Blaize: DYLAN!

I moaned. I was too sick to go on.

I guess the others helped me up.

I slipped back into the coma.

Forever.