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Rubbing his temples Isaac mumbles a string of profanities, then sighs as he turns back to Micah, "Well, we'll worry about that later, for now Micah we need to get you resting. Just give me a moment and I'll get everything ready." Going to the entrance he grabs the mattress and carries it downstairs, setting it up within the new frame. Returning he carefully lifts Micah and carries him down, doing his best not to jar his injuries. Setting him on the bench down there he quickly dresses the wounds to help them heal, then takes him into the bedroom and sets him in his old coffin.

"Rest here, me and Faye will be right beside you." Isaac helps Faye into their new bed first, then pulls the lid over them since he hasn't set up the pulley system that they would use to raise and lower the lid. He holds Faye close to him, soon drifting off to sleep.