Third Person Narrative
Zander jumped from his seat like it burned his skin when he saw Israel sleeping form drenched in water. "What the hell?" He thought to himself while he takes a hold of her hand, checking her pulse.
"Doctor!" He called twice upon calling once again the good doctor appeared at the door frame.
"Yes my lord?"
"Get me some blankets, she's freezing!" Zander demanded while holding Israel's stone-cold hands in his warm ones.
"Yes my lord" the doctor dashed towards the cabinet filled with towels and blankets, grabbing a whole sum of two blankets she dashed towards where zander waa standing while handing him both blankets, where he wrapped a trembling Israel with both.
After wrapping her like a Mexican burrito wrapped she'd stop trembling but her lips were all white with small cracks and her face pale like the sun haven't seen her in ages.
