Alpha Abrahms lifted his head rapidly, looking hopefully towards Melonie’s face as her fingers twitched in his. His hope washed away, however, when he saw her still looking the same. Eyes closed, shallow breathing, body otherwise still. It had been three days since Melonie returned to her comatose state, but at least she was still alive. Once the blood transfusions had been started, the doctor’s were able to safely remove the rest of the foreign substance. It had seemed much easier after that. The stuff was practically fighting to escape from the new blood. The doctor’s warned, however, that the recovery may be difficult.
It took two days for the substance to be completely remover, and over the last day she had twitched a few times, but still hadn’t woken up. The doctor’s mentioned that,
