At midnight James had no choice but go and check up his patients, even though there were nurse around. His friends and he had to check on them, he stretched out his hand and switched on the lights in the master bedroom only to meet a pair of cold eyes.
"Hey Grey shouldn't you be sleeping? Those eyes are damn scary in darkness."
He spoke as if he was angry with him but anyone could see how his eyes lit up when he saw his buddy awake.
At least his friend was finally up, it had been long since they were ambushed this way. He checked his injuries carefully before he suddenly stood up with evident shock on his face.
"Bro, the rate at which your injuries are healing has increased. By the way, Fella's rate of healing is even more faster than yours. What is going on with the viruses in your bodies."
James spoke while walking around and fumbling with the drips and machines.
"Did you say Fella's wound was healing faster?"
