Chapter 21: The Three Sisters

Jon felt weak in his entire body and he struggled to keep his eyes open. His eyelids suddenly felt very heavy and his limbs were as if encased in cement that he could hardly move. One of the women was bending very close to him until he could smell her perfumed black hair. She had on a flowing white gown which brushed across his face as she stood up and stepped away. Jon's skin tingled as if touched by a rush of cold air wherever she came in contact with him. Then, Jon felt hot liquid flowing from his neck towards his collar and assumed it to be his own blood. In his mind's eye, Jon could see himself surrounded by the three women much like the same way that vultures surround its prey.

"Hush! I told you to be quiet," said the woman who was bending over Jon to her companions. "He's going to wake up."

"You spilled some. Let me get at it," cried a second woman and Jon saw from the corner of his eye one of the women rising and approaching him. Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders and fe