“Mr. Harms, I’m… I’m afraid it’s much worse than we originally th

“Mr. Harms, I’m… I’m afraid it’s much worse than we originally thought.”“You mean…?”The doctor sighed, rubbing his forehead. “Yes. The redness of the skin has spread to her entire body now. That we could deal with, but the sores have metastasized to her skin. Most of them have already begun producing spore pockets. The next phase will be…”“Please. Don’t tell me.”“Have you been following the procedure we talked about? Regarding her condition?”“Yes. I told her it was a poorly crocheted vest my mother made for her birthday.”The doctor nodded. “Good. It will make the end more comfortable for her if she’s unaware.”A pause. “How long does she have?”“Given her condition? I don’t think she’ll make it into the Eighties.” -- source link

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