My son's gotten worse. I'm finding it harder to keep him sedated. His illness is...insatiable. And those things...I have no idea what to do with the ones he's infected.
The aloe is my only chance. I'm the first to uncover its properties as a powerful topical sedative. If these were more peaceful times I would have donated my research to the College. I could have won the esteem of my peers.
Now I live all these waking hours in fear of those around me. At any moment they might uncover the truth about Tancano. What that could mean...