Chapitre 18: REGENERATI

The snowstorm was blowing so monstrously that it would make any soul prefer death. The temperature now reached -20ºC in the ice desert. The howls of the winds were like whispers of darkness crying out for mercy. The fiery bursts swept over Nubky's remains and the bear that had devoured him spent a tormented and difficult night. His stomach and intestines were writhing in diabolical intestinal colic. His howling subsided as he vomited blood and he felt a violent movement break everything inside. Within minutes of the onset of pain, he was dead and his swollen belly was bursting with bubbles as if they were hatching eggs. Their flesh, their bones, their hairs were dissolving as if in a solution of acids. A macabre dance was seen as the bones moved as they melted. From the gelatinous, pink mass that formed, something else seemed to be reborn. Another more agitated and steamy dance rose from the purulent formation. Bones, blood vessels and muscles slowly recreated. But now it was a different way. Human form. The skin was being woven now while the created thing was already screaming at the top of its lungs, perhaps feeling the most tearing pain that any living being could feel. In the end his nails and hair grew and his eyes protruded from the empty sockets and his teeth grew. Laying the being tried to place itself in that space. He sought guidance, a memory. But nothing came. That man, who ignored his own identity, was Nubky. Naked he didn't seem to be cold in that ice hell. He got up and walked on. He didn't know where to goes, but he felt he should goes on.