currently the infirmary has been overcrowded these past few weeks, injuries and new diseases popping up in the camp, which was odd, but odd was normal here. Will and other Apollo kids had been understaffed and overworked as some Apollo kids weren’t as immune to illness as others were. Chiron kept demanding that they find a cure quickly as they have no idea the potential side effects are, and patients are in pain.

Will couldn’t take it anymore, he had unprofessionally rushed out of the medic cabin and hid somewhere in his cabin, he was stressed, overwhelmed and hyperventilating. When you came in looking for him, he looked so lost, you didn’t know what to do, so you comforted him and he started to speak, “I can’t do this! I can’t, I don’t have the cure to everything, why can’t he or anyone in this damned camp understand this?! I’m just a kid too.”