C47 Rigid

==Matteo==

Hot molten magma churned in my stomach. And intermittently, a surge of steam would rise. This was how best I could describe what I was passing through. My insides were screaming for help. My skin was drenched; it'd become a brackish surface. I tossed and tossed, not knowing that I'd gotten to the very end of the bed. Before I knew it, I was on the floor