Dustin had no energy with which to fight with when the arms of his roommate wrapped around him. By now he was not focused on anything. His mind beginning to shut down. All he could recall was the utter terror he felt towards his roommate. His struggles began to slow. Right when he begun to go into the bloodflow that would lead to death it began to slow. His angel began to slow his blood flow. Then stopped it all together. Saving Dustin's life by seemingly ending it. The wounds on Dustin's arms slowly healing as the angel mended them. Dustin's eyes wide in terror yet dim to the world. He wasn't dead but he was close to it. The words stopped coming from his lips. He had no recollection of anything following when he was let go. The blood from his shoulder slowly trickled its way down his arm. When all the others were gone the angel let his blood flow begin slow. Just slowly as some of the wounds were still open. Healing them until it sensed a presence then he vanished. Dustin whimpered in pain. His shoulder sore as he sat up and shook. Struggling shakily to his feet. Making it two steps before he sway and fell sideways onto a pile of hay. His injured arm hanging over the edge of the pile of hay. His form sinking into it a bit. His eyes closing fully as he blacked out. His shoulder glistened with blood trails and beading blood. His breathing erratic and his mind replaying the horrible even of when his roommate bit into him in such a cruel and painful way. When his roommate almost killed him. His chest barely rising and falling but it was...ever so slightly. Enough to tell he was still alive if you were looking. His heart causing more beading and more trickles of blood from the injuries still open somewhat.