C9 Mr M.D. Ogor of the Cracked Shell

I was out for two hours and I know this because Chioma promptly told me when I came to, putting away her phone and staring at me. Like the others, her face was twisted in concern. They spoke gently to me as if they were afraid that'd fall apart or something.

"Easy," said Chioma. "Hosting can be particularly hard on the body."

I stared at her, my eyebrows raised.

"Hosting," she repeated