"How long?" Anur asked.
"What?"
"How long have you been possessed?"
Blaze raised an eyebrow, unable to comprehend the meaning behind her words. Sensing his confusion, Anur looked into his eyes, saying something in an unknown language, one that even the alien translator couldn't convert.
Yet, Blaze knew exactly what she said.
"We are one… how do you know about it?" Blaze asked, trying to maintain his calmness, but his voice was shaken.
We are one.
That's something he heard and admitted during his grade-5 evolution, when he faced the strange creature. He had chalked it up to his brain spewing nonsense in his comatose state, but he knew that wasn't the case.
How?
Because he still had the scars from when the tentacle-like monster had grabbed him. Strangely enough, only he could see it. Not any human, or even zombie, could.
But Anur was an exception.
She could clearly see the marks all over Blaze's body, and even traced them with her finger.
