Dusk till dawn - Birth, death and New beginnings
Without a moment to spare, Nana rushed towards Blake's prone form, the fruit clutched tightly in her grasp. Kneeling beside him, she wasted no time in prying open his mouth with her fingers, her heart pounding in her chest as she began to squeeze the fruit.
As the juices from the sun fruit dripped into Blake's mouth, Nana poured every ounce of her strength into the task at hand, willing the life-giving elixir to work its magic. She continued to squeeze the fruit, her hands moving with frantic determination, until there was nothing left but the cold, empty husk in her grasp.
With a heavy heart, Nana stood up and watched anxiously, her breath catching in her throat as she waited for any sign that their efforts had not been in vain. But as minutes turned into an agonizing eternity, Blake remained motionless, his chest still stained with blood.