Katie didn't sleep, she laid on the floor, her face touching the cold tiles. She felt dead inside. She had wanted to talk to her old friend but she had been taken back to the hellish land so quickly. She couldn't think straight. How useless she was. She didn't know why, but she couldn't link with anyone. The horrible mark on her neck was still bleeding she could smell it.
She reached up and winced at the pain. It was infected. She couldn't find it within herself to care. Her mind started to play a scene. She was thinking back to when she first was with Chance at the ceremony, how sad he looked sitting there alone. How she nervously went over to talk to him. She remembered placing her hands on his cheeks and the look that he gave her. Her heart warmed with the vision of his ey
