Chapter ４８

"I just threw up because I could still smell them when awake."

David is perplexed, as I am. I have no idea what my nightmare means.

"Y-you don't think..." I don't dare continue my statement for fear of offending the guy who followed me into the woods and mentally tormented me.

David shook his head angrily.

The memory of that obnoxious odor makes my stomach turn. "Fucking death." I smirk as the aroma crawls back to me.

Josephine or a nurse checks me every several hours. David remains at my side all day. We just speak or slumber. We reminisce about former full moon festivales or childhood recollections, but today's load haunts our dreams. We never mention Hunter. He only came up when I questioned David about Hunter's fate.

Jessica arrived to the clinic as twilight fell, reluctant and concerned for my well-being. When she saw the needlework Josephine performed for me this morning, she clenched her fists in angrily.