Chapter 190

• Suffocating atmosphere. Dark room. Pin drop silence. And a silent Zander laying on the hospital bed.
• He was covered with sweat from head to toe. The white thin mattress under him was a pool of wetness. Ryley's blood was showing its effect on him.
• While the dusky suffocating air became even worse, the cut on his forehead closed bit by bit until there was no opening nor scar left. The creases from his forehead, the tension in muscles as well as the soreness in his stomach subsided, making him feel subconsciously better.