OPEN SECRET#33

I woke up the next day tired. I was too feeble even to move. I touched my forehead, and I was as hot as hell. I was also sweating profusely because my hands were sticky. I sighed, winced, and sat on my bed slowly.

I didn't know how long I would last like this. If things continued at this rate, I would have to request to be stabbed again. The pain was excruciating. I dragged the collar of my shirt and looked at the bite. It was getting nastier. I sighed and covered it back.

"Desmond!" Solomon called from downstairs. "You have a visitor."

I wondered why he shouted when he knew I could hear him. My head was pounding, and his shout made things worst. I sighed and got off the bed.

I walked down the stairs slowly, hoping it would lessen the pounding in my head, but it didn't. It took me almost five minutes to walk down the stairs. I finally arrived in the sitting room and saw Jocelyn, Zion, and Solomon chatting. Well, they seemed to have formed some friendship.

Solomon turned and faced me