Chapter 53: Thousand Year Frost-poison (Jk)

"You almost died," Nathaniel declares.

I stared at him, then blinked. Did he just say that I almost died? I didn't hear it wrong right?

"What?" was my lame response.

I probably still groggy from sleep or my brain was fried because of heat. Either way, isn't it too over the top to say that I was on the brink of death just because of a fever? A fever that came from extreme tiredness and not from sickness, you know. Or perhaps, Nathan was trying to pull a strange joke on me.

'Brother, you better think of something else.'

"You were in a coma for four days and a half. We couldn't wake you up no matter what we do," Nathaniel explains after he saw my expression or lack thereof.

'A coma?!'

"C-coma?" I spluttered out.

My eyes roamed around, particularly to the other people, trying to see if they were also pulling my leg. But all of them either looked too serious, or too sad. Erin was still crying at the side, and so is Amy.