Chapter 278: Incurable

"Achoo!"

As soon as Marcus woke up, he felt uncomfortable in his nose, and the next second, his face twisted sharply, his lungs contracted violently, and he sneezed, the air with droplets racing out of his nostrils.

A faint stench wafted through the air, and Marcus's heart sank after the dizziness subsided.

Damn.

He had caught a cold!

But then he harbored a sliver of luck, thinking it might just be an uncomfortable nose, spring had arrived, perhaps some flowers had bloomed, maybe it was pollen...

"Achoo, achoo."

The two sneezes that followed mercilessly shattered Marcus's wishful thinking. He snuffled, his face indescribably sullen.

In the city, a cold was no big deal, something that would get better in a couple of days, but being alone in the wilderness…it was a huge deal.

Feeling his blocked nostrils and heavy body, Marcus cursed under his breath just as he was about to get up, and lay back down on the dry leaves.