[Hyenadog]

Tobias whimpered into the trash bin between dry heaves. Ben's hand on his back helped calm him down enough to put the trash down and lay on his side. He curled up into a ball, hands clutching his stomach. "I...I need a doctor....." He panted, shaking like he was freezing while his fever only got worse. He was terrified, but too weak to do anything about it.