No

For another few minutes, Samantha felt normal. After she got her coffee, she even felt more energetic. _Maybe it was nothing, _she thought to herself.

The sun had risen enough to warm up the cool morning air. Samantha could see her office building up ahead, she was a little behind schedule after getting her coffee, but she still had some wiggle room to clock in before getting in trouble for it.

“Mmm,” Samantha suddenly moaned. To her embarrassment, a few of the pedestrians around her gave her some looks but otherwise kept walking. What was that?

She blushed, mouthing a few apologies, she pulled herself to the side, ducking into an alleyway. Samantha leaned one hand against the wall, what was going on with her?

She felt… warm, almost uncomfortably warm. Like… she needed to… tear off her clothes. They were suffocating, she felt like she was being cooked alive, even in the simple blouse and skirt she wore to work. Looking down, she could see dark patches of sweat appearing on the light fabric, and she began panting.

Samantha grunted, her breathing had grown even heavier and she found herself leaning even more weight against the wall. She needed to do something, but what?