I couldn't believe what had just happened. My memories felt like shattered fragments of glass, scattered and rearranged in a nonsensical pattern. Then I saw her – Jane. Watching me... it felt like she knew Derek long before her current suspicion. It was deeply unsettling.

She watched the doctor, a man with nimble fingers and a practiced air, fussing around me, but her eyes held a deep distrust. I heard Derek call him "Dav." Later, alone with me, Dav leaned in, his voice low and conspiratorial. "Do you know what you are, Elena?" he asked, his eyes intense. "Do you know you're... special? A fine Luna, too, if you survive...