Please, Kyoshi, stop it.." You said with a faltering voice that was barely even a whisper.
The dark-haired boy standing in front of you walked toward you slowly, tensing his shoulders and leaning forward toward you slightly. His breath was ragged and his crooked half-grin was maniacle, and although that was a frightening vision on it's own, his eyes were what made your voice falter, what made your body shake uncontrollably, what made you so nauseous it was unbearable. His eyes were dead.....

"Drink this, child.." you heard, but instead shook your head Madam Pomfrey looking at you with sympathetic eyefuriously, opening your mouth to yell in pain again, except this time another mixture was poured into your mouth. You opened your eyes again seeings as she stroked your neck, willing you to swallow. With no other option, you did as she wanted, and your body began relaxing. The pain was still the same but you were slowly losing your energy, slowly losing consciousness..
You allowed your eyes to flutter one last time in an attempt to gain awareness as then finally came to