Running from Nazi

No adventuring

Benny woke up with a bandage covering where their left eye used to be. They had a buzzing headache. "Benny? Are you alright?" Benny nodded. They were Ok. November hugged them tightly and gave them a kiss. Benny smiled, feeling a little better. "Alright, you two, we need a plan on how we're going to time travel again." Benny had now no longer had any ability to time travel. They grew weaker and weaker because of the injection. However, the controlling parasite the injection delivered was making Benny even stronger. There were now times where they could barely walk so November had to carry them, and there were times where they lost control and ripped two trees out of the ground at once, one hand per tree. Then there were normal times for them. Those, however, were very rare nowadays. The injection was changing many things about Beny . Yet, they had refused to tell anyone anything about the injection. They didn't want attention or anyone to worry for them. They were slowly and painfully dying, but there was nothing that they could do, nor that anyone else could do. They were doomed, and the parasite thing would take over.

The group decided to stay in the campsite for the day. The group relaxed and had taken turns trying to guess what Benny and November were drawing. Then after a little while, Benny felt pain every inch of their body. They left the camp and walked through the woods until they passed out from pain and exhaustion.