A Novel by Alina Fabozzi
"The hospital is a wire, connecting Her world and our world."
Beneath the floorboards of the Oncology Ward, something ancient has woken up.
Dr. Seonghan's Ministration
Marina's mother didn't just get sick. She got chosen. In a hospital festooned with plastic bags of red, white, and yellow liquids, a faceless saint watches from the bedside table.
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The Chant
"A large femur-like bone consecrated inside. It wept fragrant amber oil from a crack down the center. Alex crawled towards the shrine on his hands and knees. It had asked him to."
"Tiny little centipedes crawled up the back of Seonghan's scrubs. They feasted on his blood. The hospital is a wire, connecting her world and our world."
"It washed the room in an eerie deep red-orange hue. The oil didn't spread like the blood. It was intoxicating, heavenly, heady and warm."
"All your fears and lies washed away by the tide of blood."
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