C76 Charlie

My throat burned. My chest felt like a bubbling volcano. Any second, my skin would crack under the pressure and fissures of blood, thick as lava, would pour from me. I tried to cough but my windpipe felt too full of something—or too swollen—to expel anything. I could feel the burning work its way into my organs and bones. My ribs hurt. I imagined them cracking as they cooked inside me