After Harold fell to the ground and it was registered that he wasn't getting up soon, there was a long silence between Trisha and Wilkes.They watched as the ghouls surrounded him and the two others like they were about to be sacrificed, chanting the mantra; "the long arm of the goddess will always catch up with you."After it had been chanted about half a dozen times, in an orderly fashion, the ghouls slowly picked up the three numb bodies and arranged them side by side like corpses about to be buried."What is happening here?" Wilkes asked, not daring to even blink his eyes lest he missed anything important."I wish I could answer that," Trisha said as she pushed her eyeglass up her nose with much more intensity than she ever had. She had to see all that was happening. "What is baffling me, though, is why Penelope and Derek were attacked. From Francis' journal, it is the wolves that bear the brunt of it

Out of desperation, Trisha McLeon emptied all the water she and Wilkes had gotten from the lake in their water bottles on Harold.At that moment, better than anyone else, she understood how crucial it was that they started going back to school. She was skeptical about going back there but unfortunately, there was no other place to go to.Harold's face was expressionless and unmoving even in that moment of pure peace. Although she was scared to think of it, he was almost dead. The wolfsbane had affected him greatly."Wake up!" she growled as she frustratedly held on to the collar of the shirt he had on and yanked it, trying to see if that will wake him up but his body simply bounced up as she pulled him forward by his shirt and fell back to its normal, peaceful posture when she let go. She had tried all the healing spells she knew in the space of the fifteen minutes she had rested their backs against a rock whi

"What are you doing?" Trisha whispered to Derek as she snuggled closer to the rock behind her to keep her more hidden. From her observation, Derek's eyes were darker than they were the last time with a smoky vibe and his lips had been so arched that they formed a permanent scowl.He turned to look at Trisha then once again opened his mouth to speak out loud to the ghouls which were catching up on them. "We're just behind... a rock!"After his proclamation which Trisha knew was a conscious act to put them in trouble, she understood what was going on. There were now to occupants of Derek's body; Derek himself and the ghoul. When one was in control, the other was utterly powerless and most of the time, the one in control was the ghoul. It was Derek that had helped her with a spell for Derek roughly a minute ago but now, he was gone, giving room to the ghoul. The only reason the ghoul was in him was to watch the others through his eyes and per

Although Harold hadn't expressed his shock when he first saw Trisha because of the situation that was on ground at that moment - he had barely even recognized her, when things had settled down a bit and they were safe for a moment, he became awestruck.While the others that made up the small party packed their things so that they could return back to their school, his eyes shifted from Trisha to Wilkes like they will fall out of their sockets with disbelief. It had been days since he'd seen his friends and of course, he was relieved to see them but the probability of it happening had been the very last thing on his mind.There had even been one or two times when he saw their silhouettes gliding past trees behind him but he had said in his heart that it was the ghouls or maybe a wild animal although if it was a wild animal, definitely an ape. He had even seen them when he was in the limousine that drove him, Penelope an

As much as Derek wanted to walk with the rest and pretended everything was fine, he just couldn't.He had gotten a titbit of the cause of everything that had happened to him and the two others from Trisha and Wilkes and now, he couldn't stop thinking and assuming things.'What did she mean by I threatened her?' he asked himself as he walked beside the others who had their necks turning left and right, searching for things they could eat and taking in the pieces of information their environment let out. 'If a ghoul was stalking them,' Derek thought, 'there was no way it could get close to them unaware'. Thoughts of that should have been relieving but they weren't. Not for Derek. He knew he was carrying a ghoul in him who could surface at any time and cause harm to the others. He felt like an imposter. A betrayer. He needed answers."What if we come across a wild animal," Wilkes started, "will we kill it?"