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Chapter 5: Sick Conspiracy
Lara woke up staring at a statue. She had to blink a few times before fully regaining consciousness. As she propped herself up against the dial, her head started to spin. She sat there for a few moments and slowly started to get up. Her stomach started to turn, so she ran to an urn and wretched all over it. When she stopped quivering, she opened her backpack and took a few sips of water. Then, she slowly walked out of the room, then out of the temple.
"Hey, Lara!" Scott and Riona shouted in unison, "We've been looking for you!"
"Yeah," Rhea panted, "where have you been?"
"Oh, I was--"
"Lara!" Kevin came running from behind, "Lara, you have to see something!"
"Excuse me," Lara said. She slowly made her way over to Kevin; she wasn't quite over her queasiness yet. "Yes?"
"Come here-run,"
"No, Kevin, I can't..." Kevin stopped and looked back.
"You okay?"
"No, not really." He walked back over and gave her a quick once-over.
"Yeah, you look a little pale, and a little too flushed in your cheeks. Eh.. why don't I just get you a ride back to the checkpoint?"
"Alright." Normally, Lara wasn't one to let something like this get the best of her, but she really felt horrible. At one point, Kevin had to grab hold of her stomach and put her arm around his shoulder.
"Hey!" Scott shouted. "What's the matter?!"
"I'm taking her back to the checkpoint, I'll be back later."
Kevin helped Lara into one of the Jeeps and took a seat beside her. Lara couldn't stand it any longer and puked over the side.
"That's it," Kevin soothed. "Easy now." He reached into Lara's backpack and got out a bottle of water. He soaked a rag from his pocket and put it against her forehead. Slowly, he brought her head down to his lap. "Easy now," he repeated.
When they reached the checkpoint, Lara was barely conscious and her clothes were soaked with perspiration. The staff had to bring out a stretcher to take her back to the medi- tent. It was a lot cooler inside the tent; there were fans everywhere and a small air-conditioning unit. It made Lara feel a little better, but not enough. She looked at her elbow again and saw that no, it wasn't burnt. Instead, there was a green, infected looking mark all over it.
Very suddenly, Lara started to tremble. It started in her hands, and then went up her arms and legs. She lost all feeling throughout her entire body and then proceeded to shake violently.
"She's having a seizure!" one of the nurses shouted. A team of doctors swarmed around her. One was holding a syringe, the others were trying to hold her down. All Lara could make out was someone shouting her name. Pretty soon, the room faded to black and Lara was gone once Again.
* * *
"Did you do it?"
"Of course I did! What, do you think I'm fucking retar---"
"SHHHHHHHH!"
"Okay, okay. I did it, but it wasn't easy. I set Magor on her, but she beat him. I thought for sure the climbing would be enough, but I guess not."
"Alright, don't give her anymore. We'll see what happens when she wakes up."
* * *
Lara awoke at night. Much to her dismay, she was hooked up to an IV tube so she couldn't leave. She started fidgeting around, trying to find a way to get it off when a nurse came in.
"I--- I heard voices," was all Lara managed to get out.
"Hush now," the nurse chided, "get some rest." Lara sighed as she laid back on her pillow. This was going to be a long night.
Chapter 5: Sick Conspiracy
Lara woke up staring at a statue. She had to blink a few times before fully regaining consciousness. As she propped herself up against the dial, her head started to spin. She sat there for a few moments and slowly started to get up. Her stomach started to turn, so she ran to an urn and wretched all over it. When she stopped quivering, she opened her backpack and took a few sips of water. Then, she slowly walked out of the room, then out of the temple.
"Hey, Lara!" Scott and Riona shouted in unison, "We've been looking for you!"
"Yeah," Rhea panted, "where have you been?"
"Oh, I was--"
"Lara!" Kevin came running from behind, "Lara, you have to see something!"
"Excuse me," Lara said. She slowly made her way over to Kevin; she wasn't quite over her queasiness yet. "Yes?"
"Come here-run,"
"No, Kevin, I can't..." Kevin stopped and looked back.
"You okay?"
"No, not really." He walked back over and gave her a quick once-over.
"Yeah, you look a little pale, and a little too flushed in your cheeks. Eh.. why don't I just get you a ride back to the checkpoint?"
"Alright." Normally, Lara wasn't one to let something like this get the best of her, but she really felt horrible. At one point, Kevin had to grab hold of her stomach and put her arm around his shoulder.
"Hey!" Scott shouted. "What's the matter?!"
"I'm taking her back to the checkpoint, I'll be back later."
Kevin helped Lara into one of the Jeeps and took a seat beside her. Lara couldn't stand it any longer and puked over the side.
"That's it," Kevin soothed. "Easy now." He reached into Lara's backpack and got out a bottle of water. He soaked a rag from his pocket and put it against her forehead. Slowly, he brought her head down to his lap. "Easy now," he repeated.
When they reached the checkpoint, Lara was barely conscious and her clothes were soaked with perspiration. The staff had to bring out a stretcher to take her back to the medi- tent. It was a lot cooler inside the tent; there were fans everywhere and a small air-conditioning unit. It made Lara feel a little better, but not enough. She looked at her elbow again and saw that no, it wasn't burnt. Instead, there was a green, infected looking mark all over it.
Very suddenly, Lara started to tremble. It started in her hands, and then went up her arms and legs. She lost all feeling throughout her entire body and then proceeded to shake violently.
"She's having a seizure!" one of the nurses shouted. A team of doctors swarmed around her. One was holding a syringe, the others were trying to hold her down. All Lara could make out was someone shouting her name. Pretty soon, the room faded to black and Lara was gone once Again.
* * *
"Did you do it?"
"Of course I did! What, do you think I'm fucking retar---"
"SHHHHHHHH!"
"Okay, okay. I did it, but it wasn't easy. I set Magor on her, but she beat him. I thought for sure the climbing would be enough, but I guess not."
"Alright, don't give her anymore. We'll see what happens when she wakes up."
* * *
Lara awoke at night. Much to her dismay, she was hooked up to an IV tube so she couldn't leave. She started fidgeting around, trying to find a way to get it off when a nurse came in.
"I--- I heard voices," was all Lara managed to get out.
"Hush now," the nurse chided, "get some rest." Lara sighed as she laid back on her pillow. This was going to be a long night.