I was lying in bed, taking possibly my last few breaths. The white sheets surrounded me tightly. They were supposed to mimic a cocoon, keeping me safe and warm, but they felt instead like a coffin as I prepared for the inevitable. Drawing breaths was getting harder, my heart was heavy. I was waiting for the doctor to return to tell how fast I would perish.
I looked to my left and saw my two favorite people, my brother and the princess. They stared back. I could see that they were trying not to tear up. I tried to reach my hand out to them. My brother grasped my hand lightly and for the first time I realized how fragile I was because even that caused me pain.
The doctor knocked on the door and tears fell. He entered and sat to my left. "Ethan, you have about a 12 hours until the poison should take over." He got up and left.
Now, at this point, you must be confused about how I ended up here in the infirmary, hooked up to an IV and all that. Well, I supposed at some point I'd have to tell you, and since that's better than staring at sad faces for the next 12 hours, I'll do that now.
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AventuraThis story is an action-packed adventure about an ordinary busboy who risks his life to save his unrequited love.
