LILA'S POV
There were these strange marks on the walls. They looked like someone carefully carved them.
I drew closer, watching them glow in the light.
They were these weird writings, carved deep in the stone. They pulled at me, like they knew my name.
“Wh… What are… those?” I asked, stepping even more closer. My voice sounded small.
But I as shocked Mira heard me.
She shrugged, too quick. “Oh those? They are just old junk. Don’t worry about it.”
But I didn’t buy it. Looking into her eyes, I wasn’t convinced. They were shifty, like she was hiding something big.
“Ow,” Asher groaned. His face was tight in pain.
How did I forget? The injury.
I knelt beside him, hands shaking as I pulled back his shirt. There was it… a deep cut.
I was hurt too. I felt so bad, watching him in gro
