Kate was honestly feeling too nauseated and sick on her stomach to follow all of the conversation going on around her. She was, however, vaguely aware of somebody passing her a tissue and then cleaning up the throw up along the corridor. "Thank you," she mumbled, wiping her mouth. Could she make it to the Hospital Wing? Kate had no idea, but she had to try. "I'm going to try," she said. "At least we're already on the third floor."

"Let's go. I'm not sure we'll be okay much longer without some help," she said to them. Then on that note, she left the area and headed toward the Hospital Wing.