Chapter 313: You're Finally Dead

Only moments ago, Beau Scurr had still been able to open his eyes. By the time anyone blinked, his lids were sealed shut again. The floor beside the bed was splattered with foul, sour vomit. Yet what kept spilling from his mouth was no longer bile. It was black blood, thick and rancid, as if it had rotted inside him. A swarm of doctors and nurses crowded the bedside, shouting orders as they worked the crash cart. On the monitor, every vital sign plunged in a steep, merciless slide. The instant...