She sped up.  If she didn't run faster, he would die.

And she definitely didn't want that.

She knew his heart had stopped beating long time ago, but there was a way.  Of course there was a way.  There was always a way.

Legends told of a monster with the power to heal even the dead.  She desperately needed that.

He was freezing.  Touching his pale skin sent shivers down her spine.  A very unpleasant feeling, indeed.

It took enough strength to carry him up a mountain.  She barely had enough to prevent her tears from staining his dead face.

She finally reached the cave and stepped inside.

She looked around.

Nothing was there.

Leaving his body at the front of the cave, she traveled back down the path.  She knew he would be okay.  She knew the monster would come soon.  She just had to drift into a deep sleep...