Even though the three roommates' attitude toward him was flawless right now, they stopped pressing about his connection with Giselle Frost. Instead, they stared at his wounds with unyielding determination. "We're putting medicine on those for you."
Elias knew there was no point arguing; he didn't need to. He let them have their way.
But before the next morning even arrived, a cool, refreshing sensation jolted Elias Kane awake.
[System Theta: Host, you have a fever.]
He pressed a hand to his forehead. Sure enough, it burned like fire—hotter than the last time.
He tried to stand, but his legs felt like jelly. At least they still worked.
Elias glanced at the three roommates still sound asleep and decided not to wake them. He could handle the Westbridge University health center on his own…
[System Theta: At this hour, the Westbridge University health center should be empty, right?]
Or did the host have some other scheme in mind?
Elias: "…"
He didn't. He had simply forgotten.
