Kyria
But then I looked down at my wrist —and I saw it.
A faint glow.
Red.
Alive.
And the words from my dreams echoed again:
“ You didn't come soon enough."
“ Hey, calm down, we’ll sleep with you here tonight.”
Becky and Lassy decided to sleep in my room with me.
But it started again at 3:17 a.m.
The searing pain flared without warning, slicing through sleep like a blade. My wrist was glowing. Not in a metaphorical sense. Actually glowing. Pale gold pulsing beneath my skin like something alive. I gasped, jerking upright in bed, drenched in sweat.
“What the hell…”
The Enclave was quiet like it always is, save for the wind tapping against the windows. My laptop, left open from earlier, cast dim blue light across the room. I scrambled toward it , fingers shaking as I pulled up t
