Chapter 194 - Trust Me, Nightshade.
She forced her eyelids open, as she grabbed the closest pen and paper she could find, to jot down everything she could remember, scared that if she didn't, then she would fall asleep and lose this memory too.
The pen did not work.
Arrgh, this pen never worked!
Frustration threatened to bust through her, as she raised her hand to throw the pen across the room, but she stopped midair.
This pen was a gift from the Market Square. There had been a commotion that night ---a family had tried to kill her --- and a boy had given it to her.
She dragged in a long breath, forcing her eyes open, as she dismantled the pen.
It never worked because that wasn't its purpose, and she was right.
There was a piece of paper wrapped in it.
A rushed drawing of three interlocked spiral lines was on it. It was the same tattoo she had seen on Raquel. She said it meant unity, but did it? Seeing this paper made her question it, along with the memories of a purple glow that flooded her mind.