That day, by the weighing at lunch, half of the sacks that Baybars brought were filled with the Energy Crystals at the bottom of the wall, and the exciting thing was, there were still enough crystals waiting to be collected fill other sacks.
"You go, I'm staying!"
Mel didn't go out to get some fresh air at lunchtime. Sam wanted to ask one more time, unsure if he was all right, but pressured by blood-red eyes, he had no choice but to do as he was told.
When they returned, the Ward Eighteen students found Mel's red vest soaked with fresh blood, still coughing despite being unconscious. Although they sincerely wanted to help, they didn't have the strength to force it, and they couldn't put their hands on his body even if he died unless he wanted to.
