"No!" Hailey's fingers trembled a few inches in front of her cheek. Her eyes were horrified, as if she was seeing a ghost in the mirror.

Everyone furrowed their brows together. No one dared to approach, except Barbara. She touched Hailey's shoulder, asking, "What's wrong, Hailey?"

When her friend turned around, Barbara gasped. Her feet spontaneously stepped back, as if she didn't want to get infected. "What's wrong with your face?"

"I'm the one who should be asking! What's wrong with my ...