Aug 27, 2017
@vdonovan
The young siphoner hadn’t been feeling her best -- restless nights, feeling feverish -- but over the past few days, the symptoms had been escalating. “Fuck,” Awful coughing ripped throughout her entire body, resulting in extreme amounts of blood being spewed over her hands. Dipping into a back alley away from the crowds of Bourbon Street, Josie’s gaze settled on her palms, brows pulling together in fear. She hadn’t thought much of herself not feeling well at first, perhaps just a flu or something. But now -- SHIT, who was there? “Hello?” She called out, quickly rummaging through her bag to find napkins and tissues to wipe off her crimson stained hands.
