Tw: rotting flesh, bugs, language 

Cupid rushed over to Lucian's side. The girl had ugly old wounds that were oozing and full of bugs. She was covered in dry blood and ash. Not to mention her clothes had pretty much fallen apart and they were way too small as if she'd been wearing them for years. Oh gods Cupid muttered as he gently brushed her arm. Instantly he gasped. What's wrong Lucian demanded. She's fucking alive Cupid shouted, here help me. The two turned the girl onto her back. She was barely breathing. We need to find a doctor as soon as possible Cupid ordered. There's a trading post a little further I think Lucian sputtered in a panic, it's our best bet. Cupid nodded. He hefted the girl into his arms and followed behind Lucian as they ran. The sky was growing dark as the sun set and the storm began to brew yet again. They finally made it to the trading post. It was an old neighborhood with small stalls and shacks, where people traded items they'd made. Unfortunately it looked empty. It's late and the weather... Cupid hesitated, there might not be anyone here. Lucian looked at the girl sadly. What do we do he asked. Come with me a man said appearing in front of them, I can help you. He was old, tall, and elegant. The space behind him was strange and warped, like a portal. The boys didn't take a moment to consider and followed the man through the warped space.