Helen's POV
Inside me, the energy whirled like a tempest. It was strong and dark, and I could feel it running through me. It wasn't just any energy; it had an old-world quality to it, something I had never experienced before. However, it was stronger than I had ever felt while I was awake.
"What the devil is doing to me?" I looked down at my hands and whispered. They were tingling and burning with a force that wasn't mine. However, it was also mine, something that was buried so deeply that it seemed to have its voice.
"Helen, are you all right?" Scott's voice interrupted my train of thought. His eyes were filled with fear and anxiety as he watched me.
I tried to respond as I looked up, but the words seemed thick and weird. "I'm not sure," I feel... strange. I feel as though something has altered within me as if a previously unknown aspect of myself is now awake.
