Kayla for her part, continued to lie quietly on the table as she had the whole time thus far. She had an odd Sleeping Beauty look to her, something beyond sleep but not quite death. A state of repose that seemed peaceful but needed to be reversed, and soon, lest it become permanent.

It might have taken another few days, it might have taken a week, but sooner or later, without this assistance, Kayla would have slipped away into living death.