Day 44 – 10:51 AM – San Jose, Antipolo, Rizal
Feeling the pain on his hand, Mark hurriedly and forcibly waved his hand to the side causing the majority of the red liquid to fly off and splatter on the ground. He then ripped a part of his shirt and wiped the remaining liquid on his hand and through the cloth away. Looking at his hand, the part splattered by was damaged despite the fact that he immediately cleaned the liquid.
A small part of his right palm and the majority of the back of the hand along with his ring and pinkie finger was scorched black and were even emitting black smoke with a very pungent smell. He also noticed that the dirt the liquid was splattered and the cloth he had just thrown away turned black and were also emitting the same kind of smoke.
Rest in Peace, Jennivive and Imee. Also the other sick adults in the school. The other RIP joke literally applies to them, but it's bad so, no.
Miasma, the mortal enemy of psychic abilities and magic!
Well, it seems that another form of danger is about to come and it will be a tougher one.
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