As they walked, Lowell tried to gather his thoughts but to no avail.
He was feverish, weak and even having problems keeping his balance.
He’d had it.
If they didn’t get him to a hospital soon, he’d definitely drop dead.
He didn’t even care about surviving anymore.
He just wanted all this damn suffering to be over with.
Not more than a few minutes later, Lowell collapsed, hitting the ground like deadweight right in front of everyone.
He’d passed out.