Samantha's P.O.V

I could feel a warm, moist breath on my face, nudging me gently towards consciousness. My eyes rolled, but they refused to open.

The breath grew stronger and stronger until it was almost… too unbearable.

"Ahk," I grumbled, pressing a hand on my temples and blinking slowly to shake off the blurriness.

Once I was sure that my vision was clear enough to see, I looked up at the figure standing in front of me.

The eyes, the nose, the mouth—it was all the same, without even a slight change. I stared blankly at the face for a few more seconds before finally finding the courage to speak....