Piss Off!

Elara:

“Elara, Kitten. It’s a memory.” A familiar tone snapped my eyes open as the guys stood back in shock, lifting my trembling hand up as the staticky energy swirled along my bloody-healed hand, creepy smoke flickered out from my fingertips in rolling wisps. Chuckling in disbelief as they stood with apprehension but a silent excitement as their ambered orbs flickered with a ghostly sheen.

“You