Chương 123: What Does It Mean?

The firefighters all look on in shock as I continue forward, deeper into the burning fire. Every step I take, the fire dissipates more and more until nothing but smoke remains. I come to a stop in front of a large cross with a figure of Jesus on it.

The cross is completely untouched and sitting at the very bottom is a black rose. I slowly kneel down and pick up the black rose with a frown. What now? I look at the seemingly normal looking rose before looking back up at the cross before me.

I really don't like riddles... I'm more of the punching and kicking type of girl. I suddenly feel a prick on my finger, making me jerk. I look down at the black rose to see it suddenly turning white! I drop the rose and look to my finger but other than a small bead white of blood, it looks normal.