
I heard hurried footsteps going upstairs and a rather gory sound I'd rather not describe. I set my book down on a small coffee table and went slowly upstairs. When I reached the landing, I pushed openers bathroom door and stared at Lukas. He was curled up on the floor, looking miserable. I knelt next to him and dipped my head so I could see his expression. "Lukas.." I said, trailing off, "Are you okay? Do you want some water?" I stared at his feaverish eyes and wondered about what was wrong with him. It might just be a fever or a bug, but I was wondering if the tox was something you got a certain age anyway, even if you hadn't caught it. As much as I disliked the idea, it made sence. If I was right...I swallowed and scooted backwards slighty, towards the door.