TOMI knocked at Blake's room and he opened it immediately. “Oh,” he said, walking back in. “What do you mean ‘oh'?” I said, closing the door.“I didn't expect it to be you?”“Were you expecting someone else?” I asked, staring at him. His arm was bandaged and not bloody anymore.“I thought it would be Pete,” he replied, sitting on the bed. I raised an eyebrow. “So you'd prefer Pete over me?”“That's not what I said,” he quickly said and then sighed, “what are you doing here, Tom?”“Nothing, I just wanted to see you.” I walked to him and sat on the bed, facing him. I gently touched his arm, “does it still hurt?”“A little. Not as bad as the elbow.”I hummed. “In about three days, I think it should be healed.” “So what happened to the man?” he asked.“That's taken care of.” I left it at that. I wasn't sure how comfortable he'll be at discussing magic. “How? Magic?” I nodded. “Someone is making them do crazy things.”“To kill me.” He said, not as a question.“Yes, kill you. But don'
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