Chapter 13: Saving Someone
Cail had no idea that he was tricked or that there had been an argument after he left. Before he could even contemplate what to do with the artifacts he had on hand, he suddenly encountered a problem.
"Fuck, how do I get this out! That Bram was a patient zero!" he cursed. The moment that mouth finally latched into his body, he managed to gain his ability to move other than walking.
The stomach now transferred from his back to his stomach. He looked down and felt awful.
Although he felt sick thinking about the parasite in his body, he really didn't feel much panic since his glasses didn't seem to be useless in this situation.
He could see numerous strings connected to the parasite in his stomach floating around. He touched the string with one of his hands. It felt like ordinary thread.
Cail gathered all the strings in his hand and yanked them all in one pull.
"Ugh!" He felt dizzy. He could feel that something inside his body was getting pulled out, but at the same time, that something seemed to be gripping tightly on his soul. Lightheadedness assaulted his senses. He tugged the thread hard and didn't give up on pulling the parasite out of his body despite the discomfort.
After what felt like forever, he finally managed to pull the mouth out. It's now dangling from his hands as he is holding it by the thread. Cail didn't know what he expected, but the mouth kept twitching and was struggling to get out. It was strong. Cail had to use a huge amount of force to restrain it from wriggling out of his grasp.
"What do I do with this?" He couldn't help but feel exasperated looking at the squirming creature in his hand.
He just held it and rode on his motorcycle. He had stopped a distance away from the park to deal with this parasite. Now, it seemed like he should also be dealing with the cleanup.
Driving with one hand, he couldn't help but say, "I'm really playing with my life here." His head was still aching from the glasses. Yes, he was still seeing those oversaturated colors around him; he did not turn the glasses off because he feared he might no longer see the strings of this mouth in his hands.