eighty three

Taylor stirred from her slumber while her eyes adjusted to the dark room as she sat up. “Laturu,” she whispered, and the room was illuminated by a soft glow. She looked around, noticing the solitary house with no neighbors or sounds.

“I see you're awake,” a voice said from behind her, and Taylor whirled around, tensing in preparation for an attack. But as the slender figure approached, Taylor recognized the face hidden behind the veil. “Scarlett?” she gasped, stunned to see the familiar face.

As Taylor stepped closer, her shock turned to horror as she noticed the deep scar that marred Scarlett's face and neck. “How is this possible, I thought you were dead!” Taylor exclaimed.

“I survived Taylor, all thanks to this,” Scarlett uttered as she pointed her fingers to the necklace on her neck. “I'm sure you must have been searching for this neck lab but I just couldn't come until the time was right, Taylor.” She continued.

Taylor drew backward immediately as a tear dropped down from her ey