Liang Mei's eyes fluttered, the colour seeping from her iris like ink from a fallen pen, replaced with a neon green glow brimming with life. Her tongue dangled across cracked, bloody lips.
"I... I'm... sorry..."
Her voice was raspy, and her breathing heavy.
"Mei... it's okay. I'm here."
I placed my forehead against hers and held her tight.
"You're not alone, I'm here."
The heat of her skin was like a fiery hob, hissing as our bodies touched.
With each silent moment of her suffering passing, her body evolved, transforming into something that would allow her to live like a normal person.
The resounding thud of her heart grew stronger, pounding with great force.
"Ugh... my chest hurts... John..."
