Allison POV
"Allison, are you okay?" I heard someone's voice. I slowly opened my eyes.
"Ahh! She's awake!"
"Oh really? After all these days? That mark effect is really strong!" I heard a familiar voice and frowned. I quickly sat up, looked toward the voice and blinked. "Uncle?"
He smiled. "Thank God you're awake." He placed his hand on my forehead. "Ahh, better than yesterday."
I looked around the unfamiliar room, confused. "Where is this? Where is Emma?"
He chuckled. "They brought you here, of course. You suddenly fainted and they sent you here with a helicopter immediately."
"Huh…"
"You don't understand the meaning of the mark, Allison." He pointed at my neck.
I touched my face and sighed. The mask was gone.
