Decay.

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"What the hell?" Latch stares at the black bones on the ground that were once wings. They appear to be evaporating. Still, he feels pain from his back. Then an itch in his throat and chest. He lets out a cough, black liquid comes out, it tastes like copper.

"Is this supposed to blood?" He coughs again, more liquid. His two fingers go to the back of his throat. He doesn't gag.

"Mankaya." His throat and chest begin to burn.

"I don't understand, it's not healing." Latch worriedly examines his body. He rests on the ground, finding it hard to acquire the strength to get up. With one quick push off of the ground, he is able to sit on his knees. He begins to cough again. Liquid still exiting, and pain still accumulating in his chest and throat.

"What's happening?" He moves himself to his bed and passes out. He dreams while breathing little. A vision of himself in a grey plane, he is alone.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 07, 2018 ⏰

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