BK R3: And Then You Die Pt 4
"Well done." A beaming Patrick clasped Orien's shoulder with his uninjured arm. "Really. You saved us."
"Um," Elijah began grandly. "I may be alone in this, but I have absolutely no idea what happened."
"It's easy. Elijah and Sean, you both were attacked and cut by the shadow. You two got sick first, but Elijah, it didn't take with you, and it didn't spread to Elizabeth. You two are the only, well, the only normal ones among us. I'll get to that. When the wave of people came in with that
sickness, most didn't make it. I saw one woman die, and just after she died, what looked like a shadow left her body. Do you get it?"
He leaned back, orange eyes shining with a sort of pride. "It spread, and when it did, you all became cold, just like the sickness I saw. But this time around, Sean, you attacked Patrick. The bit of shadow that didn't take in Elijah went to me instead, and I attacked him. So in the purest form of this disease, in the original strain, it was imprinted with violence.