Weird, I know!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. (Dammit!()
*************************************************************** "Alan! Alan, get up! NOW!"
Alanna slowly drifted awake. Someone was banging on her door, and it sounded urgent. She rolled out of bed an landed on the floor with a thump. She stumbled towards the door. The Sweating Sickness was still going strong, and she was tired from all her new duties. They had kept her busy 'til late at night.
She opened the door and found Gary standing there, looking like he had just run a mile.
"Gary, what's wrong? You look terrible!"
"Raoul . . .he . . . he's just . . ." He seemed to be at a loss for words.
"What? Spit it out!" she said sharply, with a horrible feeling of foreboding in her stomach.
"Alan, Raoul was just taken up to the Infirmary. It's the Sickness."
Alanna's stomach plummeted to her feet. Gary seemed to still be talking, but it was like a fog had come over her brain.
"Take me there". She said.
"Now".
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Alanna stumbled into the vast Infirmary. She had never seen it so full before. Next to her on a bed a man moaned quietly, his head moving slowly on the pillows. She could practically feel Death hovering over everyone, and everything.
"He's over here Alan."
She started, and realized that Gary was still with her. He was already leading her across the room, towards the far side. She followed, trying to block out the sounds of peoples fevered mutterings. When they arrived at the bed, she looked down at Raoul. He was tossing and turning, his sheets a sweat stained mess around him.
"Raoul, he's here." Gary said. "He had been asking for you, just before he went all feverish." Gary explained.
Alanna was about to reply, but there was a sudden commotion at the door. Duke Baird was at the head, and seemed to be carry someone on a stretcher. Gary walked over to see who it was. She saw him talking to Duke Baird while she smoothed Raoul's bedclothes, or at least tried to. Suddenly Gary blanched, his face turning white. She saw the person thrashing around, and tried to see who it was. Duke Baird put a hand on his shoulder, and seemed to try and comfort him. Gary nodded his head and walked haltingly back to Alanna, with his head down.
"Who is it?" she asked slowly, a cold vice around her heart. Gary glanced at her, his face full of pain.
"It's Jon," he said hoarsely.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. (Dammit!()
*************************************************************** "Alan! Alan, get up! NOW!"
Alanna slowly drifted awake. Someone was banging on her door, and it sounded urgent. She rolled out of bed an landed on the floor with a thump. She stumbled towards the door. The Sweating Sickness was still going strong, and she was tired from all her new duties. They had kept her busy 'til late at night.
She opened the door and found Gary standing there, looking like he had just run a mile.
"Gary, what's wrong? You look terrible!"
"Raoul . . .he . . . he's just . . ." He seemed to be at a loss for words.
"What? Spit it out!" she said sharply, with a horrible feeling of foreboding in her stomach.
"Alan, Raoul was just taken up to the Infirmary. It's the Sickness."
Alanna's stomach plummeted to her feet. Gary seemed to still be talking, but it was like a fog had come over her brain.
"Take me there". She said.
"Now".
*****************************************
Alanna stumbled into the vast Infirmary. She had never seen it so full before. Next to her on a bed a man moaned quietly, his head moving slowly on the pillows. She could practically feel Death hovering over everyone, and everything.
"He's over here Alan."
She started, and realized that Gary was still with her. He was already leading her across the room, towards the far side. She followed, trying to block out the sounds of peoples fevered mutterings. When they arrived at the bed, she looked down at Raoul. He was tossing and turning, his sheets a sweat stained mess around him.
"Raoul, he's here." Gary said. "He had been asking for you, just before he went all feverish." Gary explained.
Alanna was about to reply, but there was a sudden commotion at the door. Duke Baird was at the head, and seemed to be carry someone on a stretcher. Gary walked over to see who it was. She saw him talking to Duke Baird while she smoothed Raoul's bedclothes, or at least tried to. Suddenly Gary blanched, his face turning white. She saw the person thrashing around, and tried to see who it was. Duke Baird put a hand on his shoulder, and seemed to try and comfort him. Gary nodded his head and walked haltingly back to Alanna, with his head down.
"Who is it?" she asked slowly, a cold vice around her heart. Gary glanced at her, his face full of pain.
"It's Jon," he said hoarsely.