I was numb and I felt like someone else was doing the things I did.
Ivan was not moving, so I tried to shake him, to wake him up. But he wasn't waking up. Even his skin stopped smoking now, and I tried to close his eyes, but I couldn't. Every time I closed his eyelids, they just popped back open.
I wanted to cry, but I couldn't.
Silent tears were rolling down my face, as I held Ivan's head in my lap and begged him to wake up, but he was no more.
I don't know what happened when he drank my blood. Was it because there was something wrong with it, or was it because of the Krov Svez? I wasn't sure what was going on, but I knew that I couldn't stay there forever.
My body moved and did things, but it was like I was seeing it from above, as if I wasn't present in my own body.
I grabbed one
