The original plan had been to drug Phileas. Somehow, however, you ended up drugged. You mistakenly drank Fogg's tea, and not long after.. well, you were in horrible shape.

At first no one really noticed, until you started giggling and saying weird things. Throughout the day you just got worse and worse. You were burning up and sweating all over, you could hardly stand still and kept running off to the point Phileas eventually settled with you in your bed, trying his best to keep you put.

He'd assumed you'd somehow gotten ill, and kept wiping the sweat off your face with his handkerchief, brows furrowed in worry. He put his hand on your forehead to check your temperature again. "God, you're burning up." He mumbled, concerned.