Oh god...why is it so hot? My body was melting away again and my head spun through a dark hole. I could feel beads of sweat drip from every limb and taste its salt when it would hit my lip ever so often. My eyes were heavy, impossible to open and my nose rang with a smell that was all too familiar. I was in hell, I had to be, a dark and dirty dungeon in hell.
Then a relief washed over my body when something cool made contact with my forehead. The cold sensation forced my eyes open instantly. No, this isn’t hell it’s a room in my cabin. Slowly I propped myself up and threw the knitted blanket off of my legs. Sharp pain surged through me causing me to grab my head for support.

“Fuck.” I whined.

After waiting a little to let the pain wave pass I continued my venture out of the bed. I shuffled my way to the bathroom, but stopped in my tracks when I saw the mess that covered the tiles. A lifeless zombie laid spread out in a puddle of blood and its own “guts”, a statue shoved into its skull.

“What the hell?”

I started to back away slowly not taking my eyes off the ghoul for a second for fear he’d reanimate at any time. Just as I went to turn around my back came in contact with a barrier. A scream escaped from my throat as I turned quickly swinging my fists at the intruder.

“Lee it’s me!” A familiar voice defended.

My adrenaline rush stopped and I felt weak again, close to fainting. Black dots flooded my vision and my face filled with lava.

“Shit, Lee come here.” Tony cooed wrapping his arms around me to break my fall.

“Tony...” I whimpered slowly blacking out, my head resting against his chest.

“Come on, come on you need to lay down some more.”

I whispered something incoherently as he basically dragged my body to the room I had started out in. Tony’s grasp was strong around me I was almost sad to feel him loosen it once he began to lie me on the bed.

“I'm gonna go get you some water, you look terrible.”

Instinctively my hands reached for him.

“Please, don’t leave me here alone.” I cried my eyes still a bit fuzzy.

I heard him let out a soft “ha” indicating he wasn’t going to. The bottom of the bed sunk under his body and I felt his hand secure itself on my knee. I'm not sure if it was because my head was spinning or because I was legitimately scared but I patted the spot next to me.

“Lay down, please.” I begged.

I didn’t have to see his face to know his jaw dropped to the floor. After a minute of slight hesitation I felt Tony begin to crawl to the spot next to me. Against his will or not I'm not sure but a part of me was really relieved when he did. I rolled on my side after a bit; laying flat was making it hard to breathe for some reason.

“Thank you for saving me.” My voice was slurred with sleep.

Tony shifted to his side now and I could almost feel him resist the urge to stroke my back.

“You like Star Wars too...” He said in admiration as he spotted the Boba Fett sugar skull tattoo on my shoulder blade.

I smiled slightly and cuddled my face into the pillow.

“Love it.” I answered still smiling.

I was now fully on my way into dream world. My eyes were completely shut now, and my body free of any prior tension. Tony whispered a distant “awesome” and I felt him finally go with his instinct to wrap his arm around me.