When Helen woke again, she saw Wendy and Porlyusica standing above her. When Wendy saw she was awake, she moved over to Helen's head. She looked at Helen intently.
"Are you okay?" Wendy asked, concern lacing her voice.
Helen sighed tiredly. "I'm alright. What happened? All I can remember is walking..." Her voice sounded scratchy, and she cringed. Reaching to the side, she found some water and drank, draining the whole glass in one gulp.
"You really don't remember anything?" Wendy asked. Helen shook her head. "Not even how you got those marks on your arms?"
"What marks?" Helen asked, confused. She pulled her arm out from the sheets- and gasped. Long black marks spiraled along her arms, curling and twisting until they faded at her wrist. It was the same on her other arm. Tentatively, she poked one of the lines. She didn't feel anything.
"Are they on my legs?" she asked, and then swung one out. There they were, covering her skin with their curling spirals. They were everywhere, except for her hands, feet, and head.
"I had no idea," she whispered.
Porlyusica sighed. "We hoped you'd know. After Wendy healed you, they became visible. Apparently, they were hidden by the injuries you had. When you arrived, you said something about Frescer. Who was that?"
"I feel like I should know... but I don't," Helen murmured.
"You had some nasty injuries," Wendy cut in. "It's probably just temporary memory loss. Maybe we should ask Mirajane about those marks though. She might know what they are."
When Helen gave her a blank look, she blushed. "Oh, sorry. I forgot- you probably don't know anything about where you are. We're the Fairy Tail guild."
"Fairy Tail..." Helen breathed. "Can you help me up? I want to see something new."