"I w-was afraid to go there…"
"Why?"
"That tattoo on their wrists brings back some bad feelings... Or I guess they might be memories." Sasha's eyes were misty by the end of the sentence. Recalling that familiar tattoo would be the last thing she would do.
"What kind of memories?" This was the first time she talked about such things so he was naturally happy that she was able to recall something. Even though her reply made him frown.
"The nightmare... In that I saw the same tattoo on the wrists of the people." Sasha's voice was very low and her hands were trembling.
Aaric placed his hand on her shoulders in an attempt to comfort her. Though inwardly he was burning in rage.
"Can you recall their faces?"
"No, I can't."
"It is alright. Why are you being sad?" Aaric hugged her for a while. He looked at her scared face and felt that his heart was clenched with pain.
