I Am The Luna
She needs out for her sanity, and to be honest, I need her home.
We left the hospital just as the sun began to set, but we didn’t make it far.
Halfway home, Uncle Zade calls.
They managed to get the device unlocked. The tattoo was a password, and it worked, but there was a second layer of security, a second password that required her voice to unlock it.
Without hesitation, we change direction and head there.
We’re now sitting in front of the computer in one of our secure hideouts. It’s low-lit and silent except for the soft hum of old tech warming up. The screen blinks, waiting for input. One prompt glows across it in bold font.
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