The temperature around the bar dropped so low, it was as if winter had descended.

"Who is this white face?" the bald man laughed at Darwin glaring at him.

Darwin's skin was already blistering red as tiny allergies were already eroding his skin with the speed of light but he endured the discomfort and refused to let go.

"Let go, you kid, I don't want to hurt you." The bald man jokingly said as he tried to pry off Darwin's hands only to find out they were as tight as ...