"Uhghu... I don't feel so good."
Trevor's body trembled violently, his voice raspy as he clung desperately to Aldrich's neck.
Together, they crawled their way out of the hole and into the open air.
"Nothing to worry about, Trevor. It's just the chill from the night wind. That's all," Aldrich lied, his voice steady despite the tension in his chest.
In this unpredictable situation, a lie was all he had to offer.
"You'll feel better soon."
Aldrich gently laid Trevor on the cold ground, pulling him apart as best he could.
Trevor didn't have the strength to argue or resist; he just let it happen, drifting in and out of consciousness as his body screamed in pain.
"He's going to be okay, right?" He asked quietly, his voice laced with uncertainty.
Aldrich glanced at Fiona, needing reassurance, even though he knew the odds weren't in their favour.
"Do you see me wearing a stethoscope around my neck?" Fiona shot back, a touch of sarcasm in her tone, but her words lacked conviction.
