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I exhaled slowly, letting my shoulders relax a bit, and began. “It was… unusual,” I said, trying to keep it light. “I… I was walking, and there was this… sound. A voice, chanting, I think. It was something I didn’t understand. I just… kept walking toward it, and there was this stone, an altar. And I—well, I lay down on it, and…” I hesitated, shivering faintly at the memory. “…and my wrists were cut. I don’t know. It was… odd.”
Alexander's eyes went wide for a split second. He was about to say something when I heard Roman's voice.
“Blood… of the light."
My head snapped toward Roman, startled. “What did you just say?” I asked immediately, my voice sharper than I intended. “Blood… light? What… where did you hear that?”
Roman froze, caught off guard, and his eyes widened slightly. I
