Sage woke up briefly, and sat up with a groan. He clamped a hand to his side with a hiss. Hes gotten stronger. How? It's only been a week, and he doesnt fight much. How is this possible? He nearly killed me this time. I might still die of infection, but oh well. He got lightheaded and lay back down on the cave floor, drifting back into unconscious.

The next morning Amber left the hospital after getting the proper all clear and headed back to the park. When she was passing the cave she saw Sage's body and gasped "shit! No no no!" She ran to him, checked his pulse and decided to drag him to the hospital shit shit shit shit! His pulse is super weak! C'mon work with me here Sage I'm not actually that strong ya know. Amber was struggling to get him to the hospital but she finally did they took him in, patched him up and gave him a blood transfusion in the hopes it would save him.

Amber sat beside his bed holding his hand, hoping he would wake up

He opened one eye and noticed he was back in the hospital. "Chill, Amber," he muttered. "I'm not planning on dying yet." He opened his other eye and grunted. "I'm getting up."

Amber let go of his hand the moment he opened his eyes and jumped up to stop him from getting up "NO!" She looked at the ground "sorry...I didn't mean to shout.....but you can't get up, you had a blood transfusion"

He scowled and crossed his arms. "Fine," he muttered. "Uhm, kind of an odd question, but do have paper and a pencil? If all I can do is lay here, can I at least sketch something?"

Amber thought for a moment and then left. She was gone for a while maybe 20 minutes or so before she came back with two proper sketch pads, pens,pencils and colouring pencils. "I bought them so you could always have one..and I bought the other for myself" she smiled slightly "I also sketch sometimes..."

He grunted a thanks and picked up the simple graphite pencil and a sketch pad. He scowled at the paper for a minute before sighing. "But the question is - what should I sketch?"

Amber shrugged "I don't know..but i know what I am going to draw". She sat crossed legged in the car and began sketching from her imagination. She sat sketching for the next half hour, taking a break to use the bathroom. So far she had sketched a knight in shining armour on his horse, she was starting on the background which looked like the town they were in.

He sighed and banged the sketchbook on his forehead a few times, thinking. Finally, he just decided on a nature scene in the woods, where a buck was standing on a rock, watching his herd. The does were grazing or taking a drink from the river, and the fawns were playing. It was peaceful, and happy, and he enjoyed doing something that wasn't crazy for once. He kept himself busy fighting, which distracted him from his mental issues, and sketching something peaceful freed him from his darker thoughts, at least for a little while.

Amber came back in with drinks for both of them "here the nurse said you are to drink it, it helps with blood regeneration..apparently" she shrugged and sat down again, continuing on with her sketch