The Knights of Grimm - Act 4 - Whispers of Arkhonex

Chapter 68 - Internment

Weiss

Hell was about to break loose... and they didn't even know it...

Weiss was with a young woman, she was a pretty thing too. Once a Model for a rich company, now she was just like everyone else. Sweating from how bad the pain of the End Stage felt in her system. She was choking on her own blood, and Weiss was holding her down, pushing the respirator down her throat so then she could help her breathe past the blood that was coagulating inside her neck. Blood splattered onto Weiss' cheek as she closed her eyes, looking away from her as she squeezed the bag regularly so then air would enter.

The bag acted as an artificial lung, the best way to help these people hang on a little longer. As Victor said – when it comes down to a disease like this, it is never the infection itself that kills you, but it is the symptoms. The body malfunctioning and going into panic mode, blood vessels bursting or entire organs shutting down. And this woman was not the only person who had reached End Stage, Weiss had Myrtenaster right next to her in case her arm began to mutate into the Thrall Arm. Her eyes were not glowing red yet, not like Patrick Greene, but Horridus Morbus was completely unpredictable when it came down to when people transformed into the Thralls.

It was hard for her to speak herself, Weiss was very close to End Stage too, from all the hard work she has been putting into helping these people it has caused the disease to accelerate its process inside of her. She knew the woman's name, and she was afraid to hold her mouth open, from her panicking she could accidentally bite Weiss' fingers off from the pain. "Maya... I need you to calm down!" Weiss begged her. "I am trying... to help... you." Weiss barely could get through the sentence without coughing at the same time. She wiped the sweat from her brow but she still managed to keep Maya's mouth open as she pushed the tube down her throat.

Once it was safely through the thick layers of blood, she kept squeezing. Maya still choked and struggled, but she was trying her best to not panic. It was easy to say to someone to calm down when all they could taste and breathe in was blood, but when you are in that moment? There is not much else you can do, your body automatically shifts into Panic Mode, and there is not much you can do to stop that.

It's like with drowning, it is one of the hardest things in the world to stay calm.

Maya held on tight, she held her arms down even though her body kept writhing around, but as she started to feel the oxygen locate her lungs thanks to Weiss pumping the Air Bag for her... she slowly began to calm down.

Maya entered a state where she passed out but was alive, breathing normally again now that the choking fits had ended. Blood still leaked from her mouth and her nose, but the Respirator saved her from dying from the disease. Weiss kept squeezing the bag in and out, barely keeping her eyes open herself. Her breathe was laboured, wheezing from how it felt like her chest was collapsed from the infection. Most of her veins had become discoloured with blackness as the Horridus Morbus Plague spread through her body. It had travelled up her neck, which meant that if it found her temple...

... it was game over.

She would mutate and become a feral monster. Just like everyone else in this hospital will if the Aphax Violet is not brought back as soon as possible. Weiss coughed up blood onto the back of her hand, she stared at it and she shuddered, closing her large blue eyes before she turned to see Glynda and Terra-Cotta Arc helping people back into their cells for the night. They locked them up – everyone agreed to this precaution, to lock up the cells at night. They knew the dangers of this disease, and the last thing they wanted was to end up turning in the night and start ripping into friends and family.

It was no longer getting worse by the day or even the hour, things seemed to be getting worse by the minute. More and more people were entering the end stage, the stage of which there is no coming back. Even if they get cured, but the Witches promised that even at that stage the cure would repair all damaged cells. It acted like aura, healing everything back to how they were before they were even infected.