Daan rests in bed, his breathing shallow and his pale skin is drenched in ice cold sweat.

his entire body felt as though it was both freezing and as though it was burning. His limbs felt unresponsive and weak, and his mouth felt dry, as though he hadn't drunk water in years.

A sudden pain rips through his skull and he immediately sits up, almost instantly regretting it as the nausea sets in. He groans, finding his vision blurry, as though a thick film was stretched over his eye.