SHE'S SUCCUMBING TO THE EFFECTS OF INFECTION. it's becoming difficult to keep going the more time passes , intense pain originating from her stomach and the fatigue that accompanies it easily overwhelm her. sherry's feeling weaker now , her breathing heavy and labored. she's slumped against a wall with knees pulled up to her chest and keeping her eyes tightly closed.
the girl struggles to properly register his words , let alone give a proper response. the only thing she can do is offer pained whimpers as her hands clench into a fist , attempting anything to somehow lessen the aches. nothing works. “ i-it ... it hurts ... ” she eventually speaks , opening her eyes to glance up at him. “ am i going to ... ? “ die. that last word is unspoken , as if she fears it’ll be true if she says it.
@counterror said : " how'a you holdin' up ? "