VERA'S POV.
I couldn’t move. My feet were glued to the spot, my eyes fixed on the lifeless body lying before me. My heart was racing so fast I could hear it thundering in my ears. The woman’s face was pale, her lifeless eyes staring up at the sky, and everything about this felt... wrong.
I didn’t even realize I was shaking until a gust of wind swept past me, sending a chill straight to my bones. My mind raced with a thousand questions per second, none of them making any sense. How was it possible that I’d encounter this woman—the exact same way Anton had mentioned in his story just last night? I've been alive for nineteen years going on twenty, and not even once have I seen anything like what I just saw now. It was only just last night I'd heard about this, about them, and suddenly today
