Chapter 43 The Breath of Death

Marcus

The hissing sound was the only thing I could hear. It was soft, like a snake, but I knew it was the sound of my life running out. The gas was invisible, but I could already feel it scratching the back of my throat.

"Jax, don't breathe too deep!" I yelled. I pulled my hoodie over my nose.

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