Alive

Chapter 15

"Cyn!"

He hugged her tightly but delicately, she was awake. Trying to ignore the feelings of unrest lying deep in his gut, he held her, whispering "thank you" over and over. At first he was worried Instinct had somehow found a way into her.
With mysterious symptoms like that, what else could he think? It was nearly the same. Except he was the only one vulnerable to the virus... It was the only sense he could make out of it. He was far too disoriented and saddened to make head from tail of what was going on. So he just hugged her and said, "thank you for waking up" and "no need to worry anymore. I've prepared." He didn't know what else he could do. She just sat there, thinking for a while, and then squirmed off the couch.
"Don't you want to enjoy the time you have left?"
He wasn't able to answer; he just smiled and nodded.
If he had tears...
We stood in front of the lake about a block from the neighborhood of the cabin, and stared as the sky's colors shifted in a dizzying dream. It was beautiful. Remarkable. He looked on as the water moved with a sorrowful expression that didn't change. I felt bad, like I was responsible... Though I knew I wasn't. Wait, back up.
Dizzying dream... I like that.

I don't want to leave. I don't want to leave. I don't want to leave.
The words spun around messily in his head and he felt dizzy. The landscape was beautiful but it wasn't enough to pull him out of his cathartic mental maze.
What was he going to do when the bad thing took over..?
What could he do.........
Nothing. That was the whole damn scope of what he could do.
Absolutely nothing. It was comical how well he could see that.
He wondered distantly what would happen when the thing finally won, which brought him to wondering how close he was to losing.
He checked his battery power.
27%.
So close.
All he knew that when he lost, she was going to have to run.
Far.
Fast.
He looked at Cynthia from across the small distance but he couldn't say anything.
He felt... Half alive , Half dead. It wasn't a good feeling.
He sighed and turned back to the lake, waiting for night to fall.