Evelyn’s POV Janice stretched out her hand, showing the parcel she had brought which would tame the wild wolf a.k.a none other my Luna, Mrs. Clara Millard. She sniffed the parcel, eyeing the packet and then at us before she stood upright, clearing her throat. “Well, I’m glad you both made it here in one piece.” She took the parcel from her hand, placing it on her other hand when she noticed the bottom was wet. She scrunched her nose, disgusted as she picked it up and saw her sleeve getting dirtied. She whirled her head at Janice who was grinning cheekily. “Mind I get an explanation?” Clara demanded. Her demand was sadly rejected. “No. I’m tired, let’s just eat and sleep for the day.” Janice yawned, moving away from the sun rays that were falling on her face. “You’re right though. I have no idea where Xavier could be at this moment.” Clara emulated her yawn, rubbing her eye as she spoke in a lousy tone. Watching their yawns made me sleepy and yawn as well but I sub
Evelyn's POVThe moment I entered the room, I decided to turn back around and rather die in hands of Xavier or be a beggar on the road."Uh uh where you going?" Janice turned me back around, hooking her arm over my shoulder."Just... on a little stroll. Yeah." I tried to play with excuses knowing I suck at them.Even Clara is smart at giving excuses. Well her life is an excuse itself."In this weather?" Janice raised her brows at me expectantly looking for an answer or she was just bemused and played along to my act of escape.I stammered, "Uh... Yeah 'cause why not?"She looked boringly at me before shaking her head in dismissal. "I thought you would be better at this but you clearly need some classes.""I need sunglasses but the kind that blocks my view entirely." Jace muttered, standing behind me with a shocked
Evelyn's POVI pointedly looked at the bag that was emitting some weird aura around it. I just couldn't divert my attention from it."Your arms are so thin." Clara commented, snapping me back to the present situation."Huh? No it's not-..." I looked down at my arms and realized she was talking about Xavier's arms. "Ah... yeah he's weak."Clara measured my wrist, wrapping her fingers around it. "Man... too much weak."I shrugged, finding it strange that I got comfortable in his body pretty quickly or... I just haven't took a trip to the bathroom.I'll just hold it in when I have to go."What's in that bag?" I asked, bugged by its presence."I'll tell you in the room.""Why not now?" I can't wait patiently."Because it's... dangerous." She stated, knocking on the door.
Evelyn POVAlright... my friends are absolutely crazy. Maybe a bit psycho..."Are you ready?" Clara asked with a sharp knife in her hand.Or maybe they are just thinking that killing Xavier's body would kill him. That's the lamest thing then."No, I'm not!" I objected. "What's even this??" I gestured to everything around me."Wait... she's really thinking this is blood is she?" Janice whispered to Jace who was still putting on gothic makeup."Hm?" He hummed, smearing black lipstick on his lips.Seriously?Clara groaned, "This is just a setup to make it seem we're in that zone so... No, that's not blood you're sitting on and that circle... you might wanna take a closer look at it."I knitted my eyebrows together, narrowing down what she said. I squinted my eyes in suspicious and touched the red cir
Evelyn's POVSo as Clara stated about the Ouija board being the original, meaning it was the first one ever. If this thing had gone through alternations then... how dangerous is the first one?!"Wait-" Before I could stop her, she pricked my finger with the tip of the knife.I hissed, pulling away my hand and about to wipe the blood off but she Clara grabbed my hand back again and pulled it to her."We need this blood to find about Xavier." She said before squeezing the blood out of my finger and the drop falling on the board.In mere seconds the blood absorbed in the board and it wasn't even wet or a speck of my blood could be seen anywhere.Up above that, the pricked finger healed. "Whoa... what's this? Dark magic?""Kind of." Jace replied."Wait what! We are not supposed to use dark magic!" I exclaimed.
Evelyn POVEveryone in the room went silent as we racked our brains for any possible outcomes but each of them led to the impossible."Is there no other way?" I asked, biting my finger unconsciously.I don't have that habit of doing so when I realized what I was doing, I halted and looked down at my fingers. They looked like their skin was peeled off at certain places or harmed badly.I cringed a bit in perturbation. I placed my other palm over it and placed it on my lap, covering the little wounds Xavier had created.Some even looked fresh so I'm guessing this was something he did this in the dungeons when he was locked up."We can't do anything. You guys can go back." Clara sighed after coming up with nothing for the past half an hour.They were trying to search for ways that could track him down easily but it wasn't work
Evelyn POVI tapped my foot repeatedly against the floor, impatiently waiting for Jace.What was he doing when we had more serious matter to discuss?He was finishing up his chips which seemed more important.I let out an exasperated groan. "Are you done?"He held up his hand in a sign of a stop. "Let a man eat in peace."I was tempted to break my knuckles at his response. "This is your third packet of chips! You've been eating in peace since I shoved that packet in your mouth and wasted it. Then I let you eat more because you were whining about it."Honestly, is everyone like this in Clara's packhouse. They sometimes remind me of a circus house."My appetite is big, okay?" He said with his mouth full, shoving more of those chips in his mouth.I looked away, disgusted. "Gross. Close your mo
Evelyn's POV I stayed wide awake, staring at the coffee stained ceiling? Wait How did the coffee even reached up there? Nevermind, forget about coffee stains. I already have a big stain of fear on me. How to get rid of it? I don't know. Can I wash it off? Wish there was something to wash it off with. "There is one way to wash it off." My head jerked up at the voice. I whirled my head at Clara, sleeping beside me but she wasn't. She removed the blanket over her face and that's when I noticed she was watching her phone under it. "Why were you watching your phone under the blanket?" I asked her, whispering because Janice was still sleeping. That girl had kicked off her sheets off the bed already and one of her leg was dangling off the bed. Was she that tired? "Oh, Janice doesn't let me use my phone at nights and I had to watch this latest episode of maniac force. So, I did what I used to do. Watch it inside the blanket." She explained with proudness laying in her tone. I pursed