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Chapter 47 Rigid

  • ==Matteo==
  • Hot molten magma churned in my stomach. And intermittently, a surge of steam would rise. This was how best I could describe what I was passing through. My insides were screaming for help. My skin was drenched; it'd become a brackish surface. I tossed and tossed, not knowing that I'd gotten to the very end of the bed. Before I knew it, I was on the floor. I dug my fingers to the carpeted floor, grunting. The sounds I was making were becoming more animalistic.
  • I squeezed my eyes, my way of bottling up the pain. Respirare, inalare. Respir… A sharp pain shot from my stomach; I grunted. Coughing out loud, I rolled on my back, assuming the pose of a foetus. My fingers were getting rigid now, and they hurt like white hot iron.
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