Chapter 88

Delia turned off the faucet, her eyes dull as she ran the bathwater. A second later, she sank into the steaming tub. She kept repeating to herself: she had to get through this, she had to start acting normal again. She wasn't crazy. She wasn't. Step one in beating fear-face it head-on. Shutting her eyes, Delia slid all the way under the water. ***** In a tiny, suffocating room, Delia curled up in a corner. Standing right in front of her were four women, all out of their minds, grinning like maniacs as they stared at her. "Pretty lady~" cooed the one with cropped hair and drool running down her chin. She looked around thirty, and squatted by Delia's side while wiping her mouth with one hand, her other hand smearing saliva all over Delia's face. "You're so pretty. I've never seen anyone this beautiful! Are you like... a fairy or something? Yes! That's it. You're a fairy!" "Hehe~" another one, an older woman with stained yellow teeth and a constant habit of digging her nose, grinned at De