This chapter is dedicated to Sunshine_Allheart. Wow! Hi Sunshine, thanks for the golden ticket love. o((*^▽^*))o
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"Did you find the drugs?" Abby asked desperately, scratching her thighs so hard her nails drew blood. Her eyes were wide, her body trembling. The itch had grown worse by the day and according to he doctor, the only solution now was amputation.
The word Abby dreaded the most.
There must be another way out. There should be.
Chris let out a slow, helpless sigh. "I'm sorry, Mother. Your medication's out of stock. I've placed another order, but... it won't arrive until morning."
"Morning?" Abby screamed, her voice hoarse with panic. "I might not survive the night!" Her fingers clawed at her thighs, now blotched and oozing. The smell was sharp, raw flesh and something rotten.
In their very eyes, her legs were gradually rottening.
