Greatwater Lake Basic components of life

"I am not gonna bloody die here!" Sarah argued - she felt like shit, that was true, but she had no plans of kicking the bucket yet. She was that unlucky sort of people, who believe themselves invincible, until they wake up one morning to find themselves cold and dead.

"Why do you even care?" she asked after hearing out the lengthy explanation of, why should she allow the white wolf help her. "Have you?" Sarah asked, but before she could reply with - I don't think so - another violent coughing fit overcame her. This time she really believed that in the yellowish green mucus that came up, there were bits and pieces of her lungs as well.

"Crap," Sarah told to herself and slid to her haunches, no longer having strength in her to keep the "I can take care of myself, thank you very much" mask.