Manhunt Gone Wrong (DNF)

Chapter Four:Fever

(POVs change in this chapter but don't worry I'll state when they change and who they change to. Plus in my AU you can go to the nether from the end.
Warnings:Sickness, Cussing, Mention of a wound and Mentions Of Death)
(Sorry if I missed any)

Dream's POV

Everything hurts. It's like I'm on fire but stuck in the middle of ice. My head feels like it's been hit with an axe. Everything is blurry and out of focus but I can just about see George and a green blurry shape. What is that? I think it's just a zombie. SHIT!
I need to help him. Why can't I get up? I NEED TO HELP HIM!

I open my mouth but all that comes out is air and the urge to throw up

Wait, he has what looks like a diamond axe! Phew, I think he's killed it. From what I saw he didn't get hit.

George's POV:

Turns out the sound was a zombie. I defeated it quite quickly AND IT LANDED NO HITS ON ME! I'm amazing!

Okay, back to building the portal. Hang on, I think I heard a croak. How are there frogs here? That's odd. I turn around and see Dream. Oh he's awake! That means I can ask him about the communicator. However, I need to make sure he's not in too much pain right now.

"Dream?"I ask softly now kneeling at his side

"George I don't feel so good..." I can barely hear him and it's clear that saying sentences hurt him more then words can express.

He weakly tried turning his head away from me but failed. I'll help him out. Careful now. I gently moved his head away from me.

Worried, I got up and quickly went to his other side where I saw a puddle of vomited blood. He looks awful. His face is ashen and guant.

"Hey, you're okay. You're going to be fine." It's almost funny to think a few hours ago our roles were reversed and he was telling me he was going to be okay.

He's sweating and shivering a lot and he's practically gray. He's obviously ill, maybe the wound got infected? If that's the case I'm going to have to hurry up. I place a hand on his forehead to feel his temperature. Given the fact that I'm without a thermometer this the most accurate I'm gonna get. HOLY SHIT! He shouldn't be that hot.
I really wish I had a healing potion right now.

"Hey Dream can you get your communica-" I can't be bothered to say that word after thinking about it so much. "your walkie-talkie from your inventory?"
He almost failed to make it appear and looks exhausted from that small effort alone. I take it from him and turn it on.
I then immediately start typing a message to Bad. Alright done!

-DreamWastaken:This is George. I'm using Dream's communicator as I forgot to charge mine last night. Dream is sick and getting worse and to make matters even worse before he was stabbed he destroyed the end portal. However, he has materials that mean I can craft a nether portal. I don't have any food but I've only lost two hunger bars. I'm not sure if Dream has any food. All I have is some lava and water buckets,a flint and steel and some diamond tools. Meet us at the end by going through the portal I make. As I don't think Dream can stand and I can't carry him by myself. I'll create the portal and quickly go through it. Once I'm through I'll text you the coordinates and go back through to the end to watch over Dream and make sure he doesn't injure himself anymore then he already has. I can't wait to see you and Sapnap.See you soon.-

I place teh walkie-talkie in my inventory and give a triumphant sigh.
Now that's done I need some food.

"Hey Dream do you have any food on you?"

He weakly moved two of his fingers, I think he was trying to indicate he did. I'll ask him for it after he's rested. Maybe then he'll have more energy.

"Okay, just checking."

Time to actually build this portal.