Chapter 35: Deadly Cough

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"DYLAN! MATILDA!" I scream throughout the house.

No answer.

What the hell?

I hear movement downstairs.

I rush down the steps and find Dylan washing his hands.

"Hey Angel" he smiles down at me.

"Hi" I smile up at him while he pulls me into a vice grip hug.

Dylan's POV

She looks so rapt, I had to ask what was happening.

"Oh! Yea! Come sit with me on the couch."

I walk to the couch and set her on my lap.

"Well, what is it?"

"I saw her castle-thing! It was nasty. It was made out of rotting flesh."

"Really now?"

"Yea! Then Cheshire came and told me that I was going to be able to feel the White Queen dying. She's my ally and that I couldn't help her even if I went back to Wonderland right now. Her death is inevitable.."

"I'm sorry, what do we do?" This is getting really vivid.

"We wait til i feel her dying.."

"Whatever that means."

"Yea.." She looks away.

"I'm gonna finish making dinner."

"Okay." She mumbled as she walked up the stairs.

What am I gonna do?

I was in the midst of frying chicken when I heard a faint cough.

Aww my poor baby is getting sick. I should bring her up some more blankets.

I rummaged through the closet to find my fuzziest blanket and made the trudge up the steps.

The sight that came after I reached the top of the stairs could've scared a gay man straight.

"ALICE!" I became feverish.

I saw her dragging herself from my room to the bathroom.

I couldn't stand seeing her like this.

"Alice, angel, are you okay?!"

"No! She's dying!"

White Queen.

Ohmygod.

I grab as many towels as I could, took Alice by the hand and lead her into the bathroom.

She was coughing the entire time.

But it wasn't just a normal cough.

Or  even a sick cough.

She was coughing up blood.

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