ELIAS’ POVI decided to go over to meet with Sylvia at her home as I needed to get to observe some things about her which was really necessary. I would have to experience her up close and personal before I can come to any conclusion that something is definitely off. “Hey, Sylvia.” I greeted her as she opened the door.She looked surprised. What can I say? It’s been a long while since I spent time with her, and even visited her, so she was probably not expecting me to show up, so that was understandable. “Elia.” She spoke softly, still looking at me like she had to be certain that she was really speaking to me, and I was the one who showed up at her doorstep and not anyone else. “Are you going to allow me in?” I asked, waiting for her to usher me in as it was already getting weird that I was still left, outside. “Oh, yeah, sure. I’m sorry. Pardon my manners. It’s just that…” “You’re surprised to see me.” I completed the words for her with a smile as I walked in and headed for the s

SCARLET'S POV. “Why?”“You didn't listen to me back then. Why did you suddenly change your mind?” She asked, crossing her legs, and I let out a sigh. “Because now I'm ready to listen. Will you explain to me?” I asked, playing with my fingers, as I waited for whatever she was going to say. “It is an ancient darkness linked to dark magic that I sense in her.” She said, and I sat up straighter. “Ancient what? Dark magic?” I asked, furrowing my brows. “Yes. I sensed it within her, and was greatly troubled. As I told you, I tried to get rid of it because I didn't want it becoming something that might actually affect me later, but I was unsuccessful.”“I don't understand you.” I said. She probably didn't know what she was saying, or she was being dramatic again. “There is an ancient darkness linked to dark magic that is using your sister as its host. It is living in her, feeding on her, and taking over her slowly.” She explained, and I almost scoffed.“Sylvia doesn't have magic. That i

SCARLET’S POVWe walked through the forest paths and I was the one who seemed to be leading us. It was like I knew it like the back of my hand, and I heard little steps, as Ralph tried to keep up with me. I was going way too fast. But then, I hoped the magic would keep him standing for a longer period of time, regardless of whatever happens.Finally, I got to a thicket, and looked around. It suddenly felt like I ought to stop. I had gotten to my destination. Like something had called me, and had called me to that spot. I bent and picked up a white stone, and began to make a pattern with more white stones. It was a pattern I had never made in all my life, but my hands were going faster than my brain. It was like my body wasn't mine, but someone else's, like I was fitting in bits of a puzzle. My pace became faster with each increasing sound, and I eventually produced a door. With stones, I had arranged an ancient looking door. “Be careful.” Ralph said, coming out from between the tree

SCARLET'S POV I couldn't help myself. I was helplessly attacked by the dead bodies. They came around me, and I screamed. Their hands all touched me, roaming my body, and I was pushed to the ground, while they made noises that seemed like a mourning cry. It felt so painful, like they were trying to rip out a part of me. I was choking in my own blood, and my eyes stung from blood filling it up. My ears were also filled with blood, and the blood pouring out of my nose ran back into it, as I was jolted upwards every three seconds. It was an experience I hated. The feeling of dying all alone among horrible creatures. The fear alone… the fear from them touching me, putting their faces close to mine, was so horrible that it felt to me that I was drowning in my fear. Crying out was even impossible. Each time I cried out, I gurgled blood, and the taste of my own blood tasted so bitter, and disgusting. There was nothing I could do to help myself.Was I going to die just like that? I recalled

RALPH'S POVThings were beginning to get worse. I didn't know if we could outrun eagles when we were running at human speed, and I feared greatly for Scarlet who was injured. “Let's run!” I whispered frantically, even though the eagles didn't need to hear us to chase us. We began to run, and she winced continuously as she did. Honestly, I was also scared. Not just for myself, but for her. Even though it had been a mistake, taking her back home safely seemed to be my responsibility. It felt like it would be my fault if she died. The thing that scared me the most was losing her. What would I explain to Elias and Sylvia if I got back without her?When she had been dying from my slash the other time, it had felt like the world had ended, and I had lost her, but thankfully, I was able to save her. I also cared about her as my friend. And what would life mean without lively Scarlet?“Can you run? Will you get on my back?” I asked, holding her hand tightly.“No, I would rather not slow yo