The last few hours had been very blurry for Rab. He'd tired to sleep but kept having strange dreams that woke him now and there. It was very aggravating to him and he wanted it to stop.
He woke when he heard an owl screech above him. It smartly dropped the letter it had and flew away fast. He sat up and opened the envelope. He shook his head to clear it as he read.
Rabastan,
I have analyzed your blood and found something interesting. It seems that my virus mutated into a form to attack those that were not previously affected by it.
For all intents and purposes, the length of infection for Purebloods as yourself are quite short. However, I will endeavor to make a new vaccine as you requested and deliver it as soon as possible.
Mortimer
Rab handed the letter to Lisa and shook his head. "Idiot."