Amira Pov.
The air smelled dusty and filled with sulfur the longer I drew in air into my lungs and I fought off a wheeze, hoping to protect myself from the ever watchful eyes of the Watchers.
The ground beneath me was cold and damp, it bore into my bones through the flimsy dress I was wearing—this dress seemed to have grown up with me.
After all these long years, mother and father and my twin sister, Hannah had all been taken by the Watchers ... .they never came back, none of them ever did.
I was four when it happened, I was celebrating my fourth birthday when they stormed in…at first there was a bright silver ish white light that filled the entire neighborhood but then these men and women in pure white stormed in.
They all had several scars adorning their faces, and the rest looked r
