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Nancy was exhausted by the time she managed to give Aster the slip, leaving the boathouse and resuming her walk. All her energy from lunch had been rapidly depleted, her muscles tense and tired, and her heart rate a bit elevated. And to make things worse, she could feel a headache coming on - a headache that only deepened as she once again was not alone on the trail, this time her path crossing with her brother’s boyfriend, Demi. [color=#9370DB]“Surprised you aren’t hanging over my brother. What gives?”[/color]

Demi was lazily walking down the path, hands behind his head, as he looked up slightly towards the sky and listened to the sound of dirt grinding beneath his boot. Nancy's voice cut through his thoughts, the myriad of information Dobbs had given him about the supposed killer lurking in the shadow of this camps past. He raised an eyebrow at her, hands dropping down to his hips as he popped his right. [Color=6666FF]”Was helping the old man move some lumber for the roofing job. I [i]am[/i] supposed to be working and not just oogling your brother. What about you? What's got you alone out here, I'm pretty sure there's a buddy system in camps.”[/color]

[color=#9370DB]“Aren’t [i]you[/i] also alone out here?”[/color] Nancy shot back. Ugh. Her headache was only getting worse. She pinched the skin between her thumb and her index finger, an old trick that somehow would help to take the edge off of the pain. Unless… No. There was no way. [color=#9370DB]“I just finished helping Aster out with the boathouse. For a rich kid, he actually knows how to clean. I was surprised.”[/color]

[Color=6666FF]”Probably spent a lot of time with the maids. Doubt his parents ever gave him any real attention.”[/color] Demi bent his back a little backwards, stretching it out as they spoke. [Color=6666FF]”Eh, I'm more than fine alone. I was just gonna make my way over to whoever needed my help next. I helped Aster with the high spots, Dobbs with some lumber, figured someone somewhere may need me. If not well, I wouldn't be too bummed.”[/color]

[color=#9370DB]“You helped Aster with the… But…?”[/color] Nancy frowned, confused for a moment. She had been helping Aster. That didn’t make any sense. And her head was continuing to pound, the fingers in her right hand twitching. It was only years of experience that told her what was about to happen, her heart pounding as she realized he was the only one around, that Zeke wasn’t nearby, that - [color=#9370DB]“Demi,”[/color] Nancy began, trying to tell him to run and get help, to warn him, but it was too late. 

She collapsed to the forest floor, her arms and limbs spasming, her eyes unseeing, just repeating the last action over and over again, repeating, [color=#9370DB]“Demi, Demi, Demi.”[/color]

Demi's eyes widened as he watched Nancy collapse to the floor, the tell tale signs of a seizure beginning to happen. His name repeating over and over again, he hated it. The sound of his name haunting him as played on repeat. He knelt down next to Nancy, as quickly as he could, tilting her over towards her side as his eyes glanced at his watch. [Color=6666FF]”Step One: Make sure she's on her side.
Step Two: Time it. No longer than five minutes. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. ZEKE!!!”[/Color] Demi cried out, tears welling up in his eyes as he kept one arm on her to make sure she didn't tilt back over onto her back. 

For the next two minutes and twenty seven seconds, Nancy was lost to the world. She had no comprehension of what was happening, no awareness of her surroundings - her body writhed on the ground as if possessed, constantly in danger of rolling onto her back, of hitting her head against the ground, and a thousand other things. Her eyes were wide open, her pupils moving rapidly, and her speech didn’t stop - just the horrifying repetition of Demi’s name, until just as suddenly as it started, it stopped. Her movements stilled and she fell silent, sweat beading on her forehead. 

It felt like an eternity. Every second an Eon as Nancy writhed on the ground, spasming and threatening to hurt herself with every movement. Talk to her, Zeke had told him, even if she can't listen just keep talking to her to calm her down. Demi tried. He began to tell her about how he went about making mix-tapes. Where he got his cassettes and musics and why he even bothered with any of it. Every few words stepping out into another anecdotal story that looped back into the original and kept him talking. Tears were streaming down his face as he talked, a knot stuck in his throat as words pushed past it with pain and he tried to keep his tone level. A minute in he called for Zeke again, begging towards the sky for his boyfriend to show up and assist. If this lasted longer and Nancy kept going, how was he supposed to make it to HAM? 

It always felt like being forced awake from a nightmare. Nancy found herself completely disoriented, staring up at a sky partially obscured by trees, her heart pounding, her body sore, and her breaths quick and desperate. [color=#9370DB]“Wh-where… what?”[/color]

[Color=6666FF]”Oh. Rapid Racoon.”[/color] Demi whispered to himself as he put some space between himself and Nancy. She wasn't one for physical contact, and he didn't need to add to the stressors she was already having. He checked his watch, Two and a Half minutes, midway to complete danger. He sniffled. [Color=6666FF]”Heeey Nance. You're at the Camp, you had a bit of an episode. You were just helping Aster before I saw you, do you remember Aster?”[/color]

[color=#9370DB]“It’s hard not to,”[/color] she grumbled, but it came out sounding more weak and tired than anything else. She struggled to get up into a seated position, her head swimming just from the simple motion, and she gingerly felt at the back of it, pulling her fingers away to inspect for blood. Just bruising, then. 

[Color=6666FF]”Don't force it. Take your time as needed. When youre ready, we can make out way towards the Caf. See if they have any Gatorade, I heard electrolytes help with after care.”[/color]

[color=#9370DB]“… Do you know how long I was out?”[/color] She tried her best to remember, but the last thing she could recall was helping Aster in the boathouse. She didn’t remember leaving, didn’t remember running into Demi… had he just found her already in a seizure? Shit. If it had gone on too long, they’d need to get her to a hospital. And she’d need to find Zeke, wherever he was. 

[Color=6666FF]”Two and a Half minutes. Give or take a few seconds.”[/color] Demi tilted his watch towards Nancy, not that she would be able to see the passage of time he had, but at the very least to indicate he had a reliable way to track her seizure. [Color=6666FF]”No hospital visits yet. Guess you're still stuck here with Aster.”[/color] He tried to joke.