Chapter 35 Still Breathing

• [CAMI]
• I don’t know how long it’s been since Zeke walked out of the room. Could be minutes. Could be hours. Could be days. Time isn’t real anymore.
• All I know is that at some point, I retched up the nothing in my stomach, warm bile spilling down the front of me, burning my throat on its way out. And then I closed my eyes because the smell—the metallic stench of Jake’s blood mixing with my vomit—started to make my brain glitch, my thoughts looping into madness.