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"What happened?" I ask.

"I don't know, can somebody be allergic to being a fledgling?" he asks.

We both realize suddenly that neither of us know enough about vampires to know if it's possible. It's kind of funny actually, but neither of us is laughing.

"Can I come in?" I ask pausing to take in the figure before me again.

"Sure," the door opens slightly wider, but I have barely a second to get in the room before it closes again...naturally he doesn't want his parents to see him in such a state. I briefly touch his arm to see if he can get a vision, but it's fruitless.

"When did the symptoms start?" I ask the first thing that comes to mind.

"Umm, a couple of hours ago...right after I got back home actually." he shifts from foot to foot awkwardly before finally deciding to sit down on his bed.

I chew the end side of my mouth briefly trying to debate what to ask next without sounding too much like a doctor or a condescending mother "So did you do anything unusual before the symptoms started?"

The look he gives me tells me it's probably the stupidest thing I've asked "I'm not sure what you mean by unusual, my life has pretty much been unusual lately. Just your typical fledgling stuff."his voice takes on a suprisingly cold tone.

Any other questions just seem stupidly obvious and likely to get an equally cold response so I refrain from speaking for a short time instead sitting on the bed next to him. Despite my desire to be the strong one I realize I'm fairly close to tears. Somehow I end up with my head on his shoulder which I again note is extremely bony.

"I'm sorry I..."he begins when the computer pings to signal a new message, we both subconciously jump.

I look at the screen, "It's a video chat."

"Great," Ethan mumbles. I reluctantly move, for some strange reason videos do not have the same effect on vampires as pictures do. Before either of us can do anything else, Benny's grandmother's face pops up on the screen.

Ethan starts to get up, but she gestures for him to stay sitting before mumbling something which ends with the very clear "Oh dear, I was right."

"About what?" Ethan and I both ask at the same time.

"I..." she pauses as if she's trying to figure out how to say something "mixed the blood supplement wrong."

Ethan naturally is the first one to ask the question "Does this have anything to do with my condition?"

"I'm afraid it has everything to do with it." she wrings her fingers nervously.

"But how?"

"The supplement if mixed with the correct ingredients should slow down the decay of a fledgling's body to a standstill so that he or she has time to be comfortable with themselves before becoming a full vampire. I accidentally made a batch that puts the body's decay into hyperspeed. You have mere hours left."

"Wait, are you sure?" I butt in, "I drank some of the supplement too and I'm fine."

"For reasons unknown, the body of a full vampire is immune to the toxins in the mixture."

"Can't a potion or something be made to reverse the effects?" Ethan asks.

"I'm afraid not, there's only one way to stop the decay of your body." unfortunately we both know exactly what she means.