James had discarded his shirt. His body was full of silver needles. Some of them had blue droplets on them.

“James, what’s going on?”

James removed the needles on his chest and arms, smiling at Thea. “D-don’t worry. I’m fine.”

Thea’s expression was stony. “Do you take me for a fool? Who were those people? What did they give you?”

“I have no idea.”

James looked serious.

He did not know who they were.

He did not know what they had given him either.

He had spit most of it out and used the needles to draw the remains out, but a small amount had entered his bloodstream. He started to feel his body seizing up a little.

“Really?” Thea did not believe him.

“Darling, I really don’t know.”

“T-then, how are you feeling? You don’t look so good. Should we go to the hospital?” Thea noticed James looking worse than usual. She was worried, so she went to him and helped him up.

James waved his hand. “Don’t worry. I’ll lose my sense of smell and my movements might be restricted, that’s all.