“What trickery is this?” I whisper. The monster that stares back at me moves her mouth in time with mine. But I cannot make sense of her. The woman has dusky, bloodshot eyes with irises ringed in gold. Dark purple veins bulge from paper-thin skin that is sunken against the bones of her face. She looks…I look…almost like one of them. “What is this?” I repeat, louder. A sickness that has nothing to do with my throbbing head is rising in me. “The truth of what you are becoming.” “You lie!” I scream and raise the sword higher. “That is why I have brought you here. The hunters are turning you into
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