Chapter 175. The Sweet Burn of Peace

The middle of her chest started to burn like never before. Doris clenched the area with her hands but of course it did nothing to relieve the pain. William moved closer and gripped her chin to force her to look at him.

"Where does it hurt the most?" He asked in a strained tone. Doris wordlessly pointed to her chest. He reached his hand up her shirt and brushed his fingers over the area it burned. It ignited a loud groan from her. "It's going to pass, it's almost finished."

Doris looked up at him with wide eyes. What was almost finished? What was even happening to her-or any of them?

One by one, the people around them started to sit up and rub different areas of their body. Did they feel their skin try to melt off like she did?

It felt like her heart was about to combust out of her chest. William was saying something but she couldn't hear a thing. All she could hear was the sound of her ears trying to explode. She was about to die, she was certain of it.