‘Richard grew up in Spain and has recently just learned English. He’s still working on learning thenguage.‘
I nodded my head in understanding. But it didn’t matter to me where he was from as long as he could make sure that my friend was safe.
*Olivia*
It only took Richard five minutes to make a call in the corridor where there weren’t cameras.
When he came back, his face was expressionless, and I wished that he would give something away, but his face remained stony. My heart mmed against my chest as I waited to find out what he had discovered.
Richard took the pen and paper. By drawing pictures and using a few small words–since he was still working on his English–he informed us that Ava was with Celeste, and that was what was keeping the fortune teller busy right now.
My panic slightly increased. What was Celeste doing with my friend? My imagination went wild as I thought about all the possibilities. But then Richard wrote down that they were dressed simrly, which confused me. Why was Ava dressed like a fortune teller? But I didn’t have a lot of time to think about that, because Richard told us that I had been right and there were cameras in this room, but there weren’t any in the room next door.
Alexander took the notepad from Richard and wrote a message to Richard and Rose.,
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Then, Alexander took my hand–his warm touch made a jolt go through me–and he took me to the room that Richard had pointed to that didn’t have cameras.
When we entered the room, Alexander immediately shut the door. I looked around the small space, and my stomach dropped to the floor. The only thing in this room was arge bed with a whiteforter.
Alexander nced over at the bed, and his eyes shot to mine. Against my better judgment, I began to think about all the things that Alexander and I could do on that bed. I could practically feel his warm touch and muscr body against mine.
‘No! You need to think about Ava right now.‘
I shook my head to clear it and took a giant step away from Alexander. I couldn’t think clearly when he was too close to me.
“Hey, look at this,” Alexander whispered and pointed out two small holes in the wall.
My pulse quickened as the two of us kneeled down to look through the holes.
Once I saw what was in that room, my mouth dropped open in shock.
In a small, dimly–lit room, three people sat around a wooden table. On top of the table sat a giant, swirling crystal ball. The room was filled to the brim with items of the ult. Books on magic, ss jars and bottles filled with dried nts and colorful liquids, white candles like we saw in the corridor, decks of tarot cards, many mirrors that reflected the rooms itself, and an ouija board.
My stomach dropped to the floor when I noticed something over by the
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corner. A space had been dedicated for a white stone altar. On top of the altar was a gold cup, a dagger, pentagrams, and a container of salt.
That was when I realized that I had guessed wrong when I originally thought that Celeste was a fortune teller.
No, Celeste ir was a full-blown witch.
In a chair sat Celeste. She had her head down and her eyes closed. Ava sat next to her, and she was posing as a witch because she was wearing a satin robe the color of dark blood. My friend also had on a ck witches hat.
Across from the them sat Mrs. Windsor. My teeth gritted as I stared at her. Chole’s mother was dressed immactely in a light–pink blouse and ck cks. Her look wasplete with her signature pearls.
“Thank you for meeting with me on such short notice,” Mrs. Windsor said, her voice slightly shaking. “I’vee for…help. My daughter, Chole, is having some problems and I need you to perform a ritual to help her.”
Celeste slowly opened her eyes, and I wanted to gasp. Before, the witches‘ eyes had been blue, but now they were a dark color. I could barely see the whites of her eyes anymore. The effect chilled me to my bones.
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