That night, Lian found a paper beneath her pillow.
Old. Edges burned.
It read:
"When the count reaches zero, the burning begins again.
Find the heart before it finds you."
At the bottom — the same split-circle symbol.
She stepped onto her balcony.
Kenan was already there.
"How long?" she asked.
"Seven days."
"Until what?"
"Until Norval burns again."