Aleera
I feel like I am stuck in a void, yet I can hear some buzzing noise trying to reach me, voices I’m familiar with as the darkness sucks me under. Fragments of memory are coming back to me. The dead look on Darius’ face is like he was looking through me. The power that emanated from him was demonic and as dead as the look in his glazed-over eyes. Eyes that I am sure will haunt me for the rest of my life. Yet as I peered into those endless depths, I knew that was not Darius, not my Darius. He became something else, something he had no control over.
I had seen and felt things while staring into those darkened eyes, things I can’t explain, things I wish I could unsee and unfeel. People in lab coats, the smell of metal, something that shouldn't have a scent but did. It was potent, and
