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It was out of control. Everything. The kids had stopped making noise, meaning Alexey was down there somewhere. The Lilium felt a small piece of gratitude towards the pack’s caretaker. That was it though. He was just happy she had never bothered to come upstairs to check on the little snots’ father. Svara had tried to help him, and he had felt slightly better for a little while, but now he was back in his bed in his usual secui form, melting from his sickly high body temperature. It was horrible. Shadows danced around him in endless circles, but they did not do anything. He was slipping, and the three definite creatures inside him roamed wild. Or, one of them seemed to do. The demon was out of sight, but the crazed man knew that whatever the thing was up to, it was not good. It was not a friend as he had thought when he was a little child and the voice was fresh and mysterious. It was death and decay, inside him. The wailing inside him did not stop, and he gritted his teeth and finally chose to bang his face into the wall.
It did not help. He lounged at the flower painted wall, fangs ripping through the tapestry, furiously trying to kill something. He let go and fell down on the bed again, shaking violently. It was kind of odd. Through the whole mess, he felt like a spectator. Thirst was going to kill him, he knew it. Clouded blue eyes opened to gaze at the closed door. It was too far away. The world was spinning around and around, and he together with it. He tried to keep a grip on what was real and what was not, but the world did not make sense anymore. He was too sick to be able to keep the strict control. Haku slipped and fell, and chaos broke loose inside his head. Not the normal chaos, this was worse. His shaking decreased slightly, but it was not necessarily a good sign. Those vibrating blue orbs stayed on the locked door, staring in a way that was normally reserved for dead people. |
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