Chapter 25
- “So, tell me. How bad was it, and how are you right now?”
- Flashes of all I had gone through in Huracio's hands streaked through my mind. Especially getting steamed and cooled like chicken. I took a deep breath and sincerely replied.
- “Bad. It was bad. Viruses shouldn't exist, Emilia. I thought I was going to die. Then, I fainted. I don't think I will ever go to the beach again.”