{Unlike others who lose their memories upon rebirth, you retain yours because you are unique, the only female chosen among them.}
Scarlett's brows furrowed as she stared into the stormy sky. Rain pelted her head and soaked her clothing, but she paid it no mind. Her expression was a mix of confusion and frustration.
"I don't understand," she muttered, her voice tinged with anger. "What the hell are you talking about? Why was I buried again? Where are the other survivors?" Her tone was sharp, demanding answers from the unseen voice.
{Soon, the memories of your monster form will surface. When they do, you will recall everything you did to Garvin and Ethan.}
The words seemed to unlock something within Scarlett. Flashes of horror scenes and violent acts stormed her mind. She gasped, tears spilling from her eyes as her knees buckled, her hands clutching her temples.
