Cursed Ink
Crystal couldn't believe what she was seeing. She pulled her form fitting shirt back down, covering the problem. She turned to leave the bathroom, but turned quickly back to the mirror and pulled her shirt off. She checked her back first. The star tattoos that had adorned her smooth flesh since she was 18 were nowhere to be found. She turned slowly around, hands brushing the waist of her jeans. The tops of words peeked out from the jeans. She pulled the jeans down, and the impossible was still...