March 9, 1987
5:15 pm

By the time they were in the Hospital Wing, he could hardly keep to his feet. Never had a cot felt better in his life, but he was still so cold. His teeth chattered as he was covered up with blankets and sheets and it was only after he was covered in the layers that he was able to stop shivering so much. But Merlin, his legs and arms ached so much. And he was so tired. So, so tired.

His eyes itched still, but he didn't want to take the effort it required to reach up and rub at them. What he wanted was to sleep. Just sleep. Sleep forever. For ever and ever. That's all it was. He just hadn't been getting enough sleep lately and it had caught up with him. His eyes fluttered open and closed a few times as he pressed closer under the blankets, wanting to just sleep. And when he woke up, he could get back to...whatever it was he was supposed to be doing.