[color=aba000]"I'm fine,"[/color] he says.  I look into his eyes, trying to see if he's lying, but he starts coughing uncontrollably.

[color=f49ac2]"Kale!"[/color] I cry, grabbing him.  My eyes widen in horror, as he starts coughing up blood.  My face pales.  [color=f49ac2]"No, no, no..."[/color] I mutter, grabbing him, and pulling his head onto my lap.  I can only watch, as he falls unconscious.  Even though we only knew each other for maybe a day, I was still attached to him already.  I don't want him to die.  [color=f49ac2]"I promise we'll get out of here.  I promise we'll get back home.  Just hold on, Kale."[/color]

Not long after I say that, the door burst open, and people in coats come pouring in.  I glare at them.  I didn't want to let them touch him, but I knew that if I did that, he might end up dying, so I let them take him out of my hands.  Jumping to my feet, I grab one of them.  [color=f49ac2]"If he ends up dying, when I get out of here, I will kill you,"[/color] I say in the most deadly voice I could.  I watch him with narrow eyes, before releasing him.

I walk to the other end of the room, and sit back down, cross-legged.  I'm not going to try to escape today.  I'll wait for Kale to get better.  Then I'll try.  But before that, I'll plan, and bide my time.