ly slept
er over and over. The pain. The stranger's glowing si
asn't real. Maybe she had imagined it. Maybe the
she saw
k burned into flesh. It wasn't a bruise, wasn't
ced the strange design. It pulsed-f
er chest. What wa
she grabbed her phone and
ird happened last
ponded i
ird how?
e at the café. I'
to cover the mark an
she stepped out
, standing in the
ng. Wa
ci
ep inside her pu
shivered agai
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