The Mark

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I awoke with the smell of dried blood filling my nose. Grunting, I slowly sit up trying to remember what had happened.  I was in my room on my bed. Nothing was moved and it was currently 12pm. Feeling my neck, as it was soor, I noticed a weird texture. Slowly, I got out of bed and walked towards my closet mirror. My head was swirling trying to walk straight, was I drunk? I didn't remember drinking anything last night.

As I looked into the mirror, I noticed that I had a black silky nightgown on that reached just above my knees. I didn't remember having that either. Finally focusing on my neck, I gasped out loud, shocked of what I saw. Luckily there was no blood, but instead there were two dark dots on the side of my neck. It was  darker than my original skin color, but light enough to easily unsee it, if not looking for it.

Did someone drug me and brand me??

Whenever I try to remember what had happened,  my head starts hurting and only shows me darkness.
Finally I gave up trying to figure it out and got ready for the day. Today was going to be a long night.

It's the Peace Festival after all...

(Sorry it's so short! I'll make sure the next chapter is longer, I promise!)

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