Jasmine collapsed onto the ground, her breathing becoming labored. A deep flush spread across her face as her eyes grew unfocused.
She let out a pained moan before slumping onto the grass.
The water jug slipped from my grasp. Below me, Jasmine writhed on the ground, pulling at her clothing in distress.
When she began clawing at her skin, I quickly caught her hands to protect her.
Her touch was feverish, her temperature climbing at an alarming rate.
The consumed toxic mushrooms led to her rapidly deteriorating condition.
Given our remote location far from the shoreline, her chances of survival seemed slim.
"f**k me..." she whimpered, her voice barely audible. "I deserve this... I deserve to suffer..." Her words dissolved into quiet sobs.
There appeared to be only one solution.
I re
