Marked By The Flame

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It started with a shadow.

Not the kind that moves with you in the sunlight. No, this

shadow twisted. Shifted. Lurked just out of the corner of my

vision. And it wasn't alone.

By mid-morning, the cafeteria felt wrong. The fluorescent lights

flickered. The chatter around me seemed hollow, like echoes of

voices I couldn't quite hear. I squinted, trying to focus.

Then I saw it.

A girl from my math class, sitting two tables over. Her hair fell

in waves over her shoulders, but something was... off. A black

mist clung to her like smoke from a fire. I froze. My stomach

dropped.

I blinked. Nothing.

I blinked again.

The mist was still there. And I could see it now: whispers curling

from her ears like smoke, moving toward her mind. Lies. Doubts.

Fear.

I gasped, my hand flying to my mouth. Nia, sitting across from

me, leaned over.