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Chapter 16: The Watcher's Mark
Kira awoke to sunlight pouring through the attic windows.
Birdsong. Wind rustling the trees. A perfectly ordinary morning.
She sat up, head throbbing, skin cold.
The attic was clean. The old trunk was closed. No shattered glass. No glowing eyes. Just dust motes and the lingering scent of mothballs.
But something