Alaxander had slept well mentally but physically over the night it was all catching up to him. It became increasingly harder and harder to breath. His body felt more and more on fire. He had caught pnuemonia and had a building scarlet fever from the last time he had been put on a ship. When him and the lady trader joined the traders block here instead of in that other place. It had been dormant until just recently when it finally hit him full blown. He had been fighting it off for awhile. Now...he couldn't. He was on fire. His breathing hurt. He was struggling to breath and it made him hurt. He breathed heavily and tried to breath deeply. He was barely able to take in breaths. It hurt him. He couldn't even see her clearly. His eyes slowly opened and instead of Kate he saw someone else. A girl he once knew. He remembered her in this fevered state. "Nyara..." He croaked out. His throat hurt. His body hurt. he was sweating like crazy. "Nyara...come...back..." he said. Gasping harder for air as he continued to try to breath in deeply over the pan. He felt so weak. He could barely turn over onto his side enough to do this.