Matthew covered his mouth as he went into an uncontrollable coughing fit in the middle of the meeting. He felt Gilbert pat his back, but the coughing wouldn't stop. Matthew jumped to his feet and ran from the room, he was soon at the bathroom. He leaned over the sink, the coughing wasn't giving up. He gasped for breath, he couldn't breath. Matthew looked at his hand and froze, his pale skin was covered in warm blood. His violet eyes strayed to the mirror, his chin was covered with blood. He went into another coughing fit that sent him to his knees. His body was on fire, he was shaking. Not only was he scared but he didn't know what was happening to him. Matthew clutched his body as his coughing got worse. Blood was soon covering the bathroom floor, and his once white shirt. He struggled to his feet, he gripped to wall as he gasped for air. He looked in the mirror, he was paler then gilbert and he was covered in blood, which wasn't from coughing. Matthew touched his chest and winced, suddenly realizing that was going on.
Canada was at war with itself
