"It's indeed his mark!"

"Will you lower your voice?" I needed to cup Olga's mouth to prevent her from screaming. We were in my office here in the hospital, and the nurse's station was just nearby. I knew we had to be careful not to attract attention.

It had been five days since this mark had sat on my skin. On day one, it felt like a burning sensation, but now it's just a dull ache. Although, from the outside, it just looked like a 3D tattoo of impressions of teeth and fangs. Olga used to hide hers by wrapping a scarf around her neck. I, however, just covered mine...