Blake gazed at her bandage-wrapped hand reaching towards a mineral fiber roof. Moments ago that hand was uninjured and reaching towards Yang's bleeding torso dangling from Ruby's hand like a children's toy. But now Yang and Ruby were gone. Blake was no longer in that dungeon with the rusty iron bars and wet moldy stone pillars. The cultists had disappeared with their blood-stained knives and the remains of the sick Beowulf were nowhere to be seen. In fact, nothing looked the same in Blake's eyes as it did seconds earlier. Nothing looked the same at all. Now it looked like Blake had innocently raised her hand to cover her eyes from the light that awoke her.
She looked left. There was a window there. Blake figured that is where the light came from because she could see a small ray bleeding in and out on to her face from behind a set of waving curtains. The view behind the curtains was that of one of Beacon's stone gardens. Blake sighed with relief. She turned to the right.
There was a green curtain there that stretched the length of the bed. The Nurse's Office? Blake tried to sit up but flopped back onto the pillow after barely managing to raise her head. Blake felt like she had been through one of Port's grueling training sessions. her mind flooded back to her battle with the sick Beowulf.
Blake mustered enough strength to grip her bandaged hand on the curtain and pull it back enough to peek her eyes out. Her vision was blocked by a vase sitting on a nightstand, but she could make out the figure of Ruby Rose sitting at near by table. Blake remembered what Ruby did. She found her body being fueled by anger and sadness. She lunged her hand at Ruby, wishing she had enough strength to stand and strangle the killer's neck. But as Blake's vision became hazy, her arm went limp and dangled off the side of her cot. Her hazy vision blackened and she lost consciousness.
The next moment Blake opened her eyes, Ruby was dabbing her face with a wet cloth. Blake jolted left and right, trying to run away from her lover's killer while trying to grab Ruby's neck. Again, she blacked out.
The moment after that, Blake noticed it was night and Ruby was reading a book under a lamp light. Through the darkness, Blake glared at Ruby. The corpses and Ruby's misshapen face entered her vision. Blake broke into sweat with fear before blacking out once more.
The next moment Blake awoke like it was any other day. She blinked and the fever was gone. The tiredness from before was all but gone. Realizing her new vigor, Blake flung the blanket from off on top of her and pulled the curtain back. There, sitting at a round table was Weiss Schnee reading. Blake was shocked to see Weiss grab Myrtenaster and point it at her with cautious eyes. Next to Weiss, on the round table, was a copy of Ninjas of Love. Blake wiped the remaining sweat from her forehead and asked, "Where did you find that!?"
Weiss reared her weapon back. The tip now faced the ceiling and she smiled. "Well, guess you decided to return to the world of the living. Unless you plan on giving me a black eye too." she said.
"What are you talking about?" Blake asked, walking over and snatching the previously well-kept secret from Weiss's hands. Blake hid her blush while throwing the book on the cot and hiding it behind the curtain.
"Glad to see you too," Weiss said while sitting back down. She sipped her coffee before offering Blake a seat. "I found it under your bed with the rest of the 'good stuff'" she said as Blake sat next to her. "As stealthy as you are, Blake, you do a lousy job of keeping things a secret."
Blake glared at her teammate. "Forget about the book. What did you mean when you said I'd give you a black eye?"
"Relax I was just kidding." Weiss looked into her coffee before eyeing Blake seriously. "Well, if you really want to know, I'll tell you. You've been asleep for three days straight. It wasn't a light sleep either."
The next five minutes was the worse news that had ever reached Blake's ears.
"To start, after you and Ruby finished your book report and met up with Yang and I for dinner, you lost it. There at the table, you started crying and convulsing. Then you ran off for some reason."
"But, Ruby and me finished that report weeks ago!" Blake shouted. She even remembered getting the grade for it. She passed. "I couldn't have been asleep for three days."
Weiss glared at Blake and sighed. "Sometimes dreams can be so real that the person dreaming mistakes it for real life. Considering you've just woken up, that is probably the case. Blake it was all a dream."
The last month of her life, couldn't have been all a dream. Could it? But, Blake's eyes opened wide when she could only remember the night in that dungeon and her "sessions" with Ruby. Blake cupped her forehead as she tried to remember anything else.
"We spent hours looking for you. Yang almost busted through a wall trying to find you. I still have blisters from running all over the school with Ruby trying to find you."
"I'm sorry I was a burden," Blake said.
"We found you of course. You were curled up in the statue garden, crying and clawing it."
Blake's body tightened when she pictured how depressing she looked.
"You passed out in Ruby's arms and we brought you here to the Nurse's office. That was the beginning of this series of unfortunate events.
"What do you mean?"
"Well. The first night you were relatively docile. You were sleeping peacefully. But, the day before yesterday you started losing it. The nursing staff said you were having night terrors. When I mentioned a black eye that's because you gave one to Ruby when you were in that state."
"I-I'm sorry." Blake said as disgust pushed her to tears.
"Yesterday was the nail on the hammer," Weiss let the silence in the room invade the conversation before saying, "Professor Ozpin was murdered. Well, more like minced."
"What!?" Blake shouted, standing to her feet.
Weiss didn't flinch from Blake's sudden shock. "And, Yang is missing."
Blake's heart sunk as those last three words resonated in her ears.