By the third week, a new symptom began appearing in those too weak to endure the illness—bleeding from nearly every orifice.
Blood dripped from noses, ears, gums, and, in some terrifying cases, even the eyes.
Cortinvar descended further into despair.
This terrifying development was due to a complication of severe measles in rare cases.
The disease was destroying the patients' platelet count, pushing them into thrombocytopenia—making even the smallest blood vessels rupture with ease.
Though, no one know about this except Claude.
Aurelia wiped blood from an old man's eyes with trembling hands. He looked to be in his mid-fifties.
'What is this?' she thought, her hands pausing. 'Is the Red Slumber... Evolving? If it is, can Claude's medicine still cure it?'
Her thoughts froze as the old man's body jerked. His eyes shot open, wild and pitch black, rimmed with blood.
