The wind began to pick up on the horizon as the Valoci Tempelim swayed ever so slightly in the breeze. *SLAM!* A window was thrown open at the sheer force of the wind, whistling lightly as a powerful gust filled the room, sending papers flying. The trashed fragile journal, leather cover tearing at the edges, exposed the pages to the reader before it. As the wind dies down, the flurry of flipping begins to slow to a stop, as if this particular entry was manifested just for you.
I finally got a chance to come and check out the next diary entry. The eerie way the world seemed to agree with me did not lessen my sense of unease. I don't think Gaia would exactly let me know to get back to my literature lesson in such a way. With a slow exhale I took a seat at my current desk and looked down at what Xena had written.
This one was dated not very long before she was kidnapped. Dear Gaia that couldn't be good. I felt my gut knot suddenly when the first words my eyes found were "Void." I skipped over Xena's melodramatic writing about it; no offense priestess but I'm a bit busy right now. As I read over how she wrote over her own condition, I realized I really should have pushed on what was bothering with her. Illness, caught my intention.
It'd only been a hunch, but could I have been right?
I read on.
My hand curled into a fist in some disbelief. Virus X; it was exactly as Girly had shown me in her report; right in the Eastern Continent. Xena had known about it...she'd known about it all a long. And she hadn't breathed a word to me, nor had the healers that had apparently worked with her. I could throttle someone for it.
Still, I read on.
The safety procedures were the same as Girly had cautioned people, which wasn't a surprise. And though I'm not a man of little emotion, I skipped the section Xena had written about the families she watched dying. I had to keep my own mind clear. Only thing I really caught was "not even Gaia can help them"
Virus X is weakened by Gaia's light, but isn't healed. In fact it could make things worse. Still, if my suspicions were correct and this virus and the Boraid were connected: it may help me in the fight with the creature when I come upon it.
The section that involved Xena reciting what she spoke to her doctors only confirmed what she'd said in the beginning: that the virus had void in it. But as I continued; I felt like I was next to Xena, watching her look at her doctors and realize with despair that they had the rash.
She wrote about the chaos that went on when others realized the doctors and healers were becoming infected, that the whole chance of saving others had gone awry. So many lives lost and Xena had been so quiet. It'd all gone over my head, she'd hid it so well from me. I'm supposed to be her second in a way and she kept me in the dark. At least now I know why none of the doctors had told me once she'd been captured: none of them were alive.
Hm, and now my name was being mentioned. Stubborn was I? Gee, thanks Xena. I liked to think of myself as a rather calm and level headed man. Jericho, on the other hand, was cursing her out in my head. I ran a hand over on my face as she then went to complimenting me and saying she couldn't tell me a thing.
I wonder if, wherever she's being held captive she realized the health of Hellifyno has been endangered even more for keeping us in the dark? Leaving people like me and Girly with nothing but vague clues and survivers from Olde Watch.
I looked down at her last paragraph, something about pieces of flesh. One of the boraid and one of the infected flesh of a dead civillian. They both had a red rash...did that mean the Boraid was a result of the infected people? Or that the Boraid caused the infection? I closed the diary and stood, sighing. I had to find Girly and tell her the news, I also needed to get a hold of the other Gaia children. I felt I was running out of time...