The Last Memory: Touko and N-4 by DaydreamingLatina, literature
Literature
The Last Memory: Touko and N-4
Fear struck me hard, fiercely pounding itself against my chest. It caused every part of my body to tremble. I tried to take a step forward back into the tent, a step so heavy that I felt the urge to collapse. Another foot tried to urge itself further in, tried to get to closer to Ivy to ask her what was wrong. Those tears that coursed down her face and into Blake’s chest were not normal. She looked like she was trapped in pain, like every breath made a nail stick farther into her heart. Something was wrong.
Very wrong.
Bianca’s hand wrapped against my arm, jerking me away from the dark tent and the ominous glow that came from t