#Chapter 114: Fever Dreams

By the time I return to the Pyramid after class, my entire body is shaking. My nose is running. I feel burning hot one minute, and then freezing cold the next. I pass through the living room. Beau spots me first. “You look like shit,” he says. “Thanks a lot,” I grumble, too tired to do much more than that. I’m still covered head to toe in mud. Most of it has dried now and let this caked-on brown pattern over my skin and clothes. My hair is in clumps. “What happened to you?” Archer asks. He’s sitting on the couch opposite Beau. Both of them are watching me far too closely. I don’t know what they want me to say. I’m not up for the inquisition, so I shrug and shuffle out of the room. When I make it to the safety of my own bedroom, I shuck out of my crusty clothes and hobble to the bathroom. I turn the water in the shower on as hot as it will go, and then I stand under the scalding water, watching the dirt circle around the drain. My skin tingles, but if it’s actually burning, I can