And the day I went into heat, he unleashed his demons.

I remembered that day like now: it was a warm autumn, I returned from school because I had a fever. It seemed to me that only by touching the forehead, the hand could decay to the very foundation, but the palm was terribly cold - like a window in winter.

She opened the door and immediately came face to face with Cloud. He stood in the corridor and held on to the wall. His whole appearance suggested that he had just run a hundred meters, no less: his eyes were shining feverishly, his hands were trembling, his mouth was...