Augustine POV
“That b***h”, I put one hand on the ground, and taking the support of it, I try to stand up when I feel that my legs have gone numb. My body falls again on the ground with a loud noise.
They feel like jelly as of this time.
I try again, this time, stretching my legs to the front and raising them up in the air, one by one. As soon as I get the feeling that they are movable, I put the hand down again and this time they are much stable.
I take my sweet time standing up, stretching my hands and legs in all directions I can.
“Son of a b***h”, it hurts like hell, it never stopped hurting for the past seven days. I felt like I was there again in Hell, my body missing its form, only the soul wandering in the f*****g heat and watching other souls getting tortured.
My soul pu
