There isn’t much awareness after that, just the feeling of be cocooned and protected. His mind floats on soft waves, awareness and then blissful nothingness, alternating as he finally falls back into an uneasy sleep.

He doesn’t wake again with the same level of consciousness for another full day. The fever burns and burns, conjuring hallucinations that leave Crozier whimpering and sobbing in a pool of his own sweat. His mumbling is mostly nonsensical, but occasionally he groans and it almost sounds like he’s asking for someone. ‘Thomas’ is a frequent name, ‘James’, ‘Sophie’ - but none more clear than ‘Raju’.

Finally, after fighting for so long, the fever breaks and Crozier quiets, resting without being plagued by pain.