Five was undoubtedly coming down with a fever or something much worse. Five hated to admit when he was sick, He thought it made him weak. But nonetheless here he was. Laying on his bed in the academy. Coughing and his fever getting higher and higher. He couldn’t move. His chest hurt. His legs and arms felt like spaghetti and his head was pounding.

He was completely helpless which only made him feel even worse. He could barely talk