8 Minutes Earlier***

"Hey,, you up?" May whispered, as she slowly walked towards Ryder who was sitting on the bed, with his back laying on its rest.

Ryder gave her a hopeful smile.

"Hale and healthy" He replied.

May looked into his eyes and squeezed her face trying hard not to cry.

"Wait,, you wanna cry?" He widely opened his eyes.

May shook her head and sniffed.

"It's my fault"

"Huh? How's this your fault?" He queried, puzzled.

"Aiish!" May muttered, and tears slowly tickled down her eyes.

"Its my f*cking fault you got sick,,, dummy" She said.

"How's that your fault? Did you trigger the sickness into my system...