Chapter Twenty-Five

I was soon sitting at the huge table in the library, drowning in all of the many books we had found. I must have read about twenty different books, all of them full with facts of many different mystic tales which most deem myths. But I still hadn’t found any that match what I’m experiencing, there was one kind which had the ability to see into the future but not past, or be able to talk to people who are supposed to be dead!

What if I’m just not normal? Perhaps my father was a mix, I just don’t know anymore and looking through all of these books isn’t helping!

I sigh closing the last book on the pile, still no closer to finding out who I may be. Colby soon rounds the corner with his head in a book, between us we have probably read close to a hundred book so far.

“Found anything?” I ask looking over at him as he comes to a stop right beside me, he nods placing down the book to a certain page.

“I was able to find a group of people who share some of the same abilities as you, they ar