After she was done with closing up Beth's wounds, Madeline wiped the light sheen of sweat that had formed on her forehead with the back of her hand. Her hands had turned red, and more blood had been spilt down on the pillow. She knew the pain was going to be agonizing when Beth would wake up, but Madeline hoped her sister would survive.
"You should clean your hands," Madeline heard Calhoun's voice, and her head snapped around to see him standing at the door. When he entered the room, she stood up. His eyes fell on Beth's new bandage, and he stated, "You did a good job with it," he praised her.
"Will she die?" Madeline asked in a low voice. She knew Calhoun was far more knowledgeable than anyone she had come across in her life.
"We don't know, Maddie," came the frank answer from Calhoun that had her close her eyes, "If she doesn't heal before the sun sets, then it is possible that the venom is not turning her, but killing her."
