I wake up in screams. Radagast bursts in. I go to the floor, and I belch out a flood of blood and black ooze. I gasp in the air as I wrench out more and more blood. The air that I breathe in tastes sour and like rotting flesh. He pats my back. I let out a painful gasp for air as I lean back.

"Tell me what you saw Legolas." He asks.

I couldn't even talk all I could do was croak. I feel the searing pain of my wound. It feels like a thousand times worse than dragon fire. Radagast peels off the bandages. Oh... it looked like something was bulging out. The smell was a foul breath such as I have never smelled before. He yelps something. I hiss through the pain as he lays be back. The little fawn wakes up and looks at me. I can't breathe. Radagast starts piercing my wound. I let out another scream. He starts muttering something like a spell. I can barely think with all this pain.

"Ikara!" Radagast yells.

He slams his hand into my stomach. I feel something lurching out of my throat. I turn and throw up a flood of black ooze like tar. My breath turns normal. I feel the little fawn rubbing against my back. 

"Thank you." I let out a sigh of relief.

"My dear child, something is happening to you. Something terrible and dark." He says.

"I know." I say.