He glanced back at her and gave her a warm smile before leaving the room and closing the door behind him.
Jack closed the door to Natalia's quarters behind him, his chest heaving. The room was dark and dusty and he felt a rush of remorse go through him as he looked at the maps with Natalia's meticulous writing on them. There was a blood stain on the floor and he studied it before looking down at her hands, so pale one could almost see the bone. He shuddered and knelt to the ground, his palms facing upwards. At first, there was no movement, but his fingers twitched, and a spark flew from his palms before it grew into a flame, resting in the palms of his hands.
Avice pursed her lips. What had made him leave so quickly? She shook her head, her eyes paranoid as she ran a hand through her hair and stood up, only to sit at his desk.
Avice was resting with her head on the desk, her hands held something. Upon further inspection, the twine ring would be clear.
