Leon watched her silently. From his place in the surrounding forest, he could see the girl as she ate more and more food. Already suffering from the effects of the virus. The man stood still as another sentry stepped past him. Without letting his grey eyes leave Zarrah, he reached out a hand. A blackened tentacle shot through the darkness, stopping the sentinal's scream before it left his mouth. All I have to do is wait, Leon Wehsker thought. Once again, he stood still in the darkness, watching the girl.

Zarrah was in the middle of eating another chunk of bread when she stopped chewing suddenly, a strange look coming over her pale features. With her eyes glazing over even more, the silver-haired girl dropped the food she was holding. Scrambling away from the fire, she dropped to her knees outside of the camp, ridding herself of every crumb she had just eaten.
"Ugh," she whimpered, wiping her face on the back of her arm in disgust, "Hurts. . . ."
Wrapping her arms around her stomach, Zarrah retched until she could no more, her pale skin taking on an ashen tone.

"What's happening?" Zarrah gasped, clenching her teeth and squeezing her stomach with her arms. The silver-haired girl looked wild, her blue eyes completely glazed over with a white film. Rocking back and forth, she began to cry. Her sobs were soft at first, but after a few minutes became long wails of sorrow, growing deeper and deeper in volume.
Zarrah stood, stumbling, only to fall to her knees harshly, blood slowly welling up on the damaged skin. She seemed not to notice, only continued her wailing cries. Rocking back and forth, she stared at the ground in front of her blankly.

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