Only the muffled screams of my friend as she endures the agony of the Turn breaks the silence. The rest of us don't speak. As far as we know, nothing like this has ever been done before. A crude attempt to transfer immunity from one person to another. As the seconds tick by everyone in the room remains motionless, breathlessly watching and waiting.

I stand in the shelter of Diogo's arms, grateful for his strength. I don't think I could stand on my own right now. I continue to ...