The Reaper left a moment later. I felt my eyes begin to close as sleepiness got the better of me. I hadn't even realized he had come back into the room, as the comforting smell of eggs and bacon awakened my senses. I opened my eyes to see a tray resting on the bed beside me. The smell of the bacon was beyond comprehension as I felt my stomach roll from hunger. I reached over and carefully grabbed the tray, careful not to open my stitches.
On the tray was a glass of orange juice, a plate of bacon and eggs, a small glass of water and a pill next to a note. I grabbed the small note and read. 'This should help with your headache.' It read.
A smile crept onto my face as I looked over the tray. I knew I should be cautious over taking medicine from a stranger. But something was telling me tha
