Faced with such a staggering new discovery, she tried to wipe the area, thinking that perhaps it was only a speck of dirt.
It wasn't.
Her blood moved slower than a worm through the mud, but in that moment it completely drained from her head.
Verinia released her sister as if her hands had been burnt, and Syvia's body fell back on the bed with a dull 'thump'.
What… what was this?
Who was this?
An inexplicable sense of fear sunk her stomach down to the earth. If this wasn't Syvia, then where in the Hells was her sister?
No, she couldn't assume this. Sometimes, spots would appear on the skin as an indication that something was wrong with the body. Syvia had just suffered intense trauma, and it would have been foolish to assume that she would come back the same way she had left.
