Wendy's POV

I didn't sleep a wink last night, I don't know but I kept tossing and tossing. After some time, I got up. I needed something to take my mind off things.

I decided to work on my impending projects.

Just as I grabbed my laptop, I felt a sharp pain in my knuckles. I winced, taking a look at it. It was red, like bruised red. I don't remember hurting myself before I went to bed, so why am I waking up to a bruise on my hand? I was still contemplating where I got the wound from when I felt a sharp pain in my chest.

"Argh!"...