Caleb was tired of not being able to move around on his own.  He knew the wounds needed time to heal, but he was tired of being a potato.  Slowly he moved his legs and draped them over the edge of the bed.  His pain receptors were screaming for him to stop, but he continued.  When the cold feeling of the marble floor filled his senses, he exhaled and closed his eyes.  They had helped him a few times with exercises to help keep his movement after being in a bed for so long, but now he was trying on his own and he was determined.  At first, when he stood, he stumbled and fell, clutching against the wall, his breathing heavy.  The nurse rushed in after hearing the commotion and tried to help Caleb, but he refused, wanting to do it on his own.  Stepping back against her better judgment, the nurse watched as Caleb slowly stood to his feet on his own and moved slowly towards the other side of the room.  He felt pain, pain that made him want to quit, but he wouldn't, he couldn't.  He was going to find a way to defeat the demon, but he would need his friend's help.

When the nurse saw that Caleb was walking on his own, she smiled and touched his shoulder.  

"You're amazing you know that?" She stated as she removed her hand.

"Thanks," Caleb said smiling in between the waves of pain.  He moved back to his bed and pressed the morphine drip, his pain subsided quickly.  Slowly he positioned himself back in bed and sighed.  He was comfortable for a man with eight stab wounds.  Caleb rested as time went by.  He was sure Sam was in her class just as everyone else.  His homework was being delivered to him and he did as much as he could within reason.  When he woke up, he groaned as he felt pain from his movement.  There was chatter and he overheard the nurses talking about a dead student being found on school premises.  Caleb froze up, unsure how to react to the news.  The nurse looked over at him and he pretended to be asleep.  She wiped his forehead with a clean rag to remove the sweat and checked his vitals before leaving.  Caleb's wounds ached, and he wondered how the student died and who had found them.  

At that moment everyone's phone in the group vibrated.  Sam was calling an emergency meeting.  She informed Caleb that he didn't have to come, that she would fill him in, but he insisted that he would be there.  Caleb called for the nurse, asking her for clothes to wear as he wanted to go to the library.  She insisted he stay in bed, but he refused and she shook her head.

"Fine, fine but if you go you have to report in every thirty minutes, understand?" the nurse said with a stern look.

"Alright," Caleb said.

The nurse left and returned with some clothes for Caleb.  As much as she didn't like it, she had to admit that Caleb did have a strong will.  She handed him the clothes and helped him get dressed.

Samantha was in the underground library as she waited for everyone to get there.  Ariana was the first to arrive.  She sighed and looked at Sam.

"Do you think it's the demon?" She asked, "the wards around the school should've kept it out."

"I don't know," Sam replied, "but we're going to find out.  A demon of its strength wouldn't be able to breach the wards, so if it is the culprit then it is far stronger than we first anticipated, it could very well be something else entirely, having taken the form of the lesser demon to slip through the gateway to our world."

[@Catmint]