Bridget's feet dragged even more. She felt bad for leaning on Harrison so much but she just couldn't stay on her feet. She felt dizzy and lightheaded and she couldn't focuss on much, her thoughts fleeting and short lived. But she was not afraid for her life. She was happy, even if she was mortally wounded and near death, she was happy because Harrision was with her.<br/><br/>As they walked she stumbled over a tree root and her knees buckled under her bringing all her weight down on Harrison as she fell. try as she might she couldn't manage to lift herself back up.<br/><br/>"Harrison..." she breathed. "I'm so... tried." she said closing her eyes lightly. Her head lulled back exposing her long slender neck covered in bruises and her hair fell softly around her face.<br/><br/>"Can we... just take a little break?" she whispered as she struggled to stay conscious.