The Face in the Fog chapter 11
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Illya presumed he wasn’t allergic as he’d been stung by bees before, but the venom that penetrated his skin caused him to itch, with an increasingly rapid pulse. His headache worsened, then came vertigo. Nausea set in followed by vomiting.
His retching subsided and he remained conscious. That was a good sign.
The door opened wide this time, and something else was tossed in, then again he was returned to darkness.
His senses were tingling while listening for the barest of sounds. He felt it, cold and icy, slithering across the back of his hand.
“Chto za huy_what the fu..?”
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Illya presumed he wasn’t allergic as he’d been stung by bees before, but the venom that penetrated his skin caused him to itch, with an increasingly rapid pulse. His headache worsened, then came vertigo. Nausea set in followed by vomiting.
His retching subsided and he remained conscious. That was a good sign.
The door opened wide this time, and something else was tossed in, then again he was returned to darkness.
His senses were tingling while listening for the barest of sounds. He felt it, cold and icy, slithering across the back of his hand.
“Chto za huy_what the fu..?”
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Date: 2012-10-15 09:16 pm (UTC)