Thursday - Oct. 6th
Mere Delany could certainly say in ways that she had a secret identity. Something that she was feeling more and more every day, even though she did not want to tell anyone. The fact that the sun was starting to hurt her skin again. That she had cravings for things that she had not wanted or even thought about in a long time. The fact that it was almost impossible for her to be able to be awake during the day. She did not know what to think, but she knew one thing. There was going to be problems soon.