C15 Chapter 15

Exhaustion weighed me down, my muscles felt like they were made of lead as I sank into the mattress. I didn’t want to move ever again.

The familiar soft fabric of Korean linen felt like silk against my skin. I stared up at the suite’s ceiling, looking murky under the weird, muddy light. Like quicksand, the sheets dissolved under me. I sank inside slowly as the world warped, ever-so-slightly