On the Edge of Pure

His headache was like his skull was splitting, as if thousands of needles were piercing his nerves at the same time. His body felt like it was cracking and collapsing inch by inch. He took a deep breath, forcing down the pain, not uttering a single sound, even though he was drenched in sweat and his fingernails were digging into his flesh.,He waved his hand and turned to join his brothers at the end of the corridor.,He dialed the number with a tentative attitude, but all he heard was a busy signal.。