209 Illness (1/2)

Laz was no doctor so he had no idea how to stop this. The only thing he could think of was trying to get her cooled off. But how was he suppose to do that out here?

There was no good way. Before he did anything else, he needed to get her back to the house.

”Tyr. Super size it, we have to go back,” Laz called Tyr over. Although Tyr didn't understand what Laz was saying, he could sense what Laz wanted. Tyr grew to his large form in an instant while Laz jumped on his back while cradling Sarah.

”Let's go,” Laz yelled and Tyr was off and running.

Even though they weren't being chased, Tyr knew the urgency of the situation and was running at full speed. Thankfully, with his eight legs and incredible vision, Tyr was unstoppable as he ran. Before Laz knew it, he could see the house.

And of course, the people at the house could see him too.

The children and their mom couldn't help but scream, seeing the large spider charging straight at them. Onacona's daughter dragged the kids inside the house and ran to get the shot gun while Onacona just sat there with a concerned look on his face. He had a hunch about what he was seeing and therefore knew that there was no danger. But the part he was concerned about was why was Laz and his spider rushing for the house as fast as they were.

He got the answer in just moments.

Even before Tyr came to a complete stop, Laz had jumped down with Sarah in his arms. He quickly brought her over to the old man who's face had gone white.

”Wh... wh... what...?” He rushed over and started examining his blood covered grand daughter, looking for a wound.

”We were attack in the woods by some large demon beasts. She's not hurt though.”

”She's not. But what is this illness. It feels like it's burning away her life force?”

”She was covered in blood from the demon beast. She was fine for a while, but then she started getting hot and passed out,” Laz was trying to recount what happened while holding her. The old man looked her over from top to bottom and didn't find any wounds. He could only believe Laz's words.

”She's... changing...” He knew his grand daughter better than everyone, minus her mother. He had also been present when other members of the community were infected. There was still no telling how some were infected and some weren't, but they all experienced the same symptoms.

”You're sure?” Laz had to ask. He knew how it felt as he had experienced the same thing. But even he didn't know what exactly happened after he lost consciousness.

”She's not the first here who has gotten it.”

”Didn't you say that there weren't any infected in town?” Laz remembered he had asked that question, just because he was curious. And the answer was no.

”There aren't. We've had several get sick but every one of them died...” The old man looked a bit lost as he looked at his grand daughter. He was hesitating. They normally avoided hospitals unless they didn't have a choice. But the doctor in town had no way to deal with this. He had already tried his best. But even then, the choice of a hospital was one where you would basically go in, but never leave. At least, not without an armed escort and a trip up north to their 'special hospital' that was designed to handle infected.

There were more than one instance of people losing track of their loved ones after they went in. The ones that did get out were in body bags.

But even if everyone knew what the government was doing, the populace just accepted that it was for their own good and told those who were worried about their loved ones to just let it go.

Onacona didn't want his grand daughter to die. But he didn't want to lose her either. And there was no telling if she would even survive a trip to the hospital.

Laz looked at Sarah and fell into thought. Tyr was standing a ways away. looking back at Sarah's mom and waving while smiling. He looked kind of silly when one noticed that Sarah's mom was pointing a twelve gauge right at him. Before she could stop them, the kids all noticed that the giant spider was Tyr and ran out of the house, scaring the shit out of their mom.

Seeing the kids running at him while laughing, Tyr laid down on his belly and stuck his feet out, giving the kids a ladder with which they could climb on him. Tyr loved playing with the kids after all.

”Let me take care of her,” Laz said while looking at the distraught old man.

”You? Can you?”

”I don't know. But I have to try...” Laz had thought of something, but he was going to need to put her down and he needed it to be quiet.

”What do you need?”

”A place to lay her down and privacy.”