I didn’t notice it right away. It wasn’t until I caught my reflection later that morning that something felt… off. There, just beneath my ear, stretching down my neck, were dark, uneven marks I knew hadn’t been there before. At first, I laughed it off, assuming I had slept in a weird position or maybe scratched myself without realizing. But the more I looked, the less it made sense.
The night before had been completely normal—or at least, that’s how I remembered it. I went to bed like always, nothing unusual, nothing out of place. No injuries, no accidents. And yet, here I was, staring at something that looked deliberate, almost like it had appeared overnight without warning. That’s when the uneasy feeling started creeping in.
