The Fairy Sickness: Chap. 4
Hey-yo! Next chapter of T.F.S is right here! Sorry I took so long to write it... just enjoy it all the same!
I slammed the door shut behind me as I raced across the garden. The willow in the center of the flowerbeds waved graciously to me with her long silver branches. I felt like crying. I clutched my phone in my hand, and Pearla's message popped onto my glossy phone screen.
I hope u r ok. Andy was a great person... I miss him 2.
Miss him? How could she miss him? She'd only known him a week before Andrew asked her out, which never happened, and she thinks she's as close to him as I am.
I furiously typed back exactly what was on my mind.
You have no idea. You never knew Andy.
Then the willow swished, and I turned to see the Fairy. He looked calm, untroubled, and still wearing that awful black outfit. I gathered my wits and strolled slowly up to him. But my face, contorted with rage, obviously displayed how mad I was.
"You seem angry." he said, nonchalant.
"Explain. Why did Andrew die? What did you do to him?"
The Fairy sighed, but as he turned, I knew he was hiding a smirk. "The Lucid drug I gave your brother holds the compounds of the dormant Parafactor virus. It stays dormant until it matures, around half a year. It then mixes with the bloodstream, which goes to the brain and repairs tissues all around the body. Then, it goes back to the bloodstream and begins to reproduce the virus. The virus then remains dormant, for another half year, as the patient improves, and then strikes at the one to three month marker."
"So," I shouted, "why did you give it to him?"
"I gave it to not only him." replied the Fairy, "but other children as well. You see," he said, smirking, handing me a folded note, "these children knew enough to want to be healed. But they pay the price for trying to be more than what they were born."
I unfurled the note. It was ripped in one place, but I was able to make out the scribbled words.
Her name is thimble, she's quite too nimble, she's mute and starting to grow roots.
He's around ten, he's as small as a wren, growing fast, he might be the last.
Just know it is in town, these children who I found.
These are two who have decided to start anew, find the carriers, less they spread it farther.— Fairy
I opened my mouth. "Spread it?"
"It's transferred through constant touch," the Fairy sneered, glaring at me, "their parents are mostly likely to be infected soon, as well as their family and friends."
Something erupted into my mind.
"That means I have it too."
"Yes," the Fairy said calmly, that malicious glint in his eye," you got four days to find the cure. Chop-chop!"
I turned away from him, and raced through the house. I climbed in my car, and glanced at the back of the note. There was a sentence there. "The cure is located at the crossroad of Oxygen St. and Hydrogen Rd."
It made no sense. I turned on the ignition and blasted into full gear.
I was going to find those kids, clue or no clue.
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