Chapter 229 The living dead

BECKY

After days and nights of hard work, I finally hit my breaking point and collapsed.

Dickson had been right when he’d tried to tell me to slow down, but I hadn’t been eager to listen. So, when my body finally caved, I succumbed to an intense bout of illness. Dickson ushered me into a private room in the clinic and started treating me right away.

I was feverish for days and my mind was dizzy. The hours moved in ways I couldn’t comprehend, and I didn’t know how long I had been sleeping. I could feel it when Dickson came into my room and applied a cool cloth to my forehead, but I didn’t have the strength to say anything. I was far too weak to move or speak.

Sometimes, I had nightmares. In those wicked dreams, I would see the faces of Marina and Angela, as well as shadow-like beings that lingered in the background. The shadows would surround me and try to engulf me with their black power.

I would wake from them crying but then fall back into heavy slumber. This continued on for a whil