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The doctors assumed that he was better, but why did his body feel like it was on fire. It was so hot that he could barely even breath. His body started to shake from the chills that shot through his body. Darrien started to fan himself. "Got damn. Can somebody turn down the heat in this bitch?" He asked mainly to himself, but he refused to call the nurse into his room because he had felt like he had bothered them enough already so he just dealt with the chills and the heat as it hit him. It was starting to not be that bad.

Darrien suddenly felt like he was losing concious. His vision had become blurry and his will to talk had gone thin. Darrien knew that he needed to press the button now to survive, but he couldn't even control his body to do such. His body started to convulse as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. He didn't know what was going on. He couldn't even comprehend it. His body continued to convulse until it couldn't anymore. Life had slipped away from him. The beeping of the heart monitor could be heard throughout the room and by the time the nurses responded. It was too late. His soul had already left from his body and he was gone. The nurses sighed before dialing for the coroner to come to confirm his death.