Chapter33:~ Jamole is contaminated~

Shortly afterwards Julius and Jamole joined us. They were gasping for breath and it was evident they ran down to this place. “Is he alive? Have you been able to find Prof?” Julius queried, using his eyes to comb around the fire-heated house, and casting a quick across his shoulders expecting us to do same Jamole coughed heavily now and drifted from the fire. I cast a glance at him, his hand was on his nostrils, obviously the smoke was smothering him now. “I thought I told you to go home,” I snapped and sighed. “Prof! Prof! Prof! Prof!” we all chanted, pacing up and down the entire house. And when I thought Jamole was done coughing, then came the most intense one. He bowed his head, squatted and opened an unquenchable coughing that choked him now. His hands were on his throat as he struggled with his breath. Julius scuttled to his side. “He is asthmatic,” he said to me once I appeared at the side of Jamole, shaking his entire body. His eyes rolled inwardly, revealing only his cornea, le