Author. On the other side of the story, Alicia and Patricia had told the rest of them about the vision. Alicia cried the entire time as she explained to them everything from the beginning. Her encounter with Bonny Markham, the vision, seeing the vision in Catty's head, the letters she had sent to Victoria and Hector, the vision she had after touching the paper. Everything. Though everyone was shocked to hear her, Ethel was also frustrated by why she never told about this before. "Your vision is a part of what is about to happen in the future!" Said Reno. " Seeing Krulisa kill someone? Who could it be? And why would you see it in Catty's head again?" "I don't know! Every time I try seeing her face, the vision cuts me back to reality!" Alicia wiped her tears. And finally everyone was opening up about their secrets tonight. Ethel and Reno shared about the letter they received from Benjamin. After hearing that Alicia had sent a letter and never got any reply back, they knew that that

Author. Krulisa stood facing her opponent, who she had waited to meet for days. Catty was just as frightened as Henry. She tried staying strong. But the pain kept getting worse now that Borham was trying to hold her back from attacking. Benjamin and Simon tried pulling Catty back, only to get rejected simultaneously. "I can't let you get hurt because of me!" She whispered to Simon. Krulisa glared at Catty. "You look just like your mother. Which makes me more angry!" "Well, I feel proud to hear that. You won't ever understand that feeling. Seeing how you've grown up, I believe you had a terrible past!" Said Catty. Borham pulled Krulisa aside and used a curse spell on Catty. "Bleed!" He said. And just then, blood started dripping from Catty's eyes, nose, and ears. Krulisa laughed, seeing her in pain. "Pathetic. Are you really the one that created this shield!? You look like someone who just woke up from the dead!" Catty screamed in pain. While Henry tried helping Catty, Simon an

Author. The war was about to begin. Everyone prepared themselves. Catty's body was placed in a coffin. Principal Dorothea and Rose had finally met Victoria. The trio embraced each other. Shoulder to shoulder, bosom to bosom, their chins resting on each other's shoulders. Reno sat gazing at Catty's coffin. "I miss you." He whispered. All the happy memories of hers flashed in his head. Sad tears trailed down his cheeks as he thought about her. "There will never be another girl who will love me like you did, Catty." He whispered to himself.Victoria found him and sat next to him. "I wanted to tell you something. It's about your father." She took a deep breath. Reno could sense her next words. "Is he dead?" Tears dropped from his eyes. Victoria nodded, fighting her emotions. "I know you think he didn't love you. But everything he did was to save you and your people. He didn't want to lose you like Nala." Reno nodded. He turned to Victoria. The look on his face was a pity. I wanted

Victoria My daughters did it. They saved the world from the wrath of Krulisa. Although the damage in the institute caught mortal attention, Dorothea and Rose helped me use the spell balls and wipe their memories. No students or anyone knows that The Journey Institute once existed. Nothing went according to the prophecy. Though we feared that Borham was the obstacle, little did we know that five mortals were involved too. Because of the Hudson brothers, Borham had his chance at getting Catty. And because of that, everything changed. My daughters had to make a sacrifice. I was surprised thinking how Melissa was so clever to come up with the plan of using their blood. When Ethel told me everything, I knew it. My daughters were the bravest and the cleverest children in the world. Melissa was always one step ahead at thinking. I didn't have to tell her about my father's sacrifice, she guessed it herself. About him using his blood to create the prophecy. You never get to enjoy what they

Thirty three years later. 1st January 2023 "Catty, please open your eyes! Catty you're not dead! Please, I'm sorry. I'm sorry! Catttyyyyyy!" My eyes shot open. Once again I'm having those terrible nightmares. "What's wrong with these dreams?" I say to myself, rubbing my eyes. Why are my cheeks wet? I wipe the tears from my eyes. "I've been crying?" Weird. It's not just today. Almost every week, such nightmares come haunting me. And then there's this specific name that I keep hearing. "Reno." Stupid head! Stupid nightmares! I hated telling my dad about my nightmares. He would only ask me to go see a therapist, which I hated the most. I am not crazy! At times I would tell my little brother, Tyler all about it. He was only fifteen and thought I had some fantasy movie playing inside my head all night. "Hey! Are you awake?" There he is! The guy I was just talking about. "The door's open, Tyler. Get in!" He got inside, holding a pen and a book. "So, what have you seen today?