The haze of fever lifts. My senses return. Pure light. Sound crisp like snowflakes. Smell of dirt and smoke. Screams. Painful ache in my gut.
The plague doctor’s face hovers over me.
“Easy,” he says.
My hunger groans. His throat is close enough to bite.#vss365 #horrorpromot
— Armond Boudreaux (@armondboudreaux) November 5, 2019