I sat on the window sill, my legs dangling on the other side. The dark night seemed to calm me to a certain extent. The strong breeze slapped against my face rapidly. So, Alex was alive… He was still in Dixonville. I didn’t feel anything about this fact. It was like it didn’t matter. “What the heck are you doing, Eva!?” I almost fell when I heard Susie’s shrill voice but I gripped the edge of the wall reflexively and was saved. I let out a sigh and climbed down from th

ALEX'S POV“Now, I am beginning to regret my decision of helping you,” Michael said hugging himself as I dragged him through the woods. He jumped at each little sound and stopped walking. I had to constantly prod him or tug at him to move ahead. When I asked him for help, I had forgotten how big scaredy-cat he was. But, beggars couldn’t be choosers. Aaron was still not ready to listen to me and Michael was the only one who volunteered to help me.“Don’t worry, Micahel. I promise… I won’t let anything happen to you.” I said, trying to console him.

EVA'S POVI felt like my soul was being sucked out of me… I struggled to keep breathing, each breath I drew caused my lungs to burn with effort. I tried my best to get myself out of his grip but I might as well have been trying to move an iron rod. His arms didn’t move even a millimeter.Out of the corner of the eye, I saw Michael pull out the amethyst needle from Alex’s body. I heaved a sigh of relief but that just caused more agony. The sharp breath intake caused pain to sear through my chest. I just needed to hang in there for some more time. Alex would soon rescue me.

Eva’s POVI was sitting on my bed, leaning against the headrest. My fingers clenched against the edges of the Ancient Book Of Rituals as I read the procedure for the Phoenix Ritual for the umpteenth time. My brain and turned blank. It was as if I was reading the words but nothing was going into my brain. I felt like I was forgetting more and more. I slammed the book shut in frustration.I was feeling a bit restless and uncertain. What if something went wrong? What if we missed some part of the ritual and ended up plunging the world into more misery and darkness. Was it worth the risk?

EVA'S POVAfter I saw the beam of the light blaze in the inferno, a kind of frenzy took over me. My throat burnt like scorching cinders. A sweet smell enthralled me, drawing me towards it. One moment I was inhaling the fragrance and the next I was near its source. The throbbing of the pulse was the only thing I could focus on. I knew that it alone could quell the burning sensation in my throat. I took a deep breath and was about to tear the smooth skin with my teeth when someone ambushed