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"Yes." Luca sat down on the edge of the bed, his hands clasped between his knees. "Different things. Sometimes I'm back in the container where I woke up after they took me. Sometimes I'm in one of the houses. Sometimes I'm at the auction and no one bids and they take me back to—" He stopped. "It doesn't matter. They're just dreams." "Dreams that keep you from sleeping. That's not nothing." Dr. Patel made a note. "Tell me about your relationship with Dante Salvatore."

“You know very well that our human bodies are fragile and vulnerable to death. I hope you also know that you can’t escape me. We have the same destination, Son.” Samael plunged to Lucas, without any hesitations he thrust the dagger into his chest, twisting it as the blood flowed out and stained the hilt. Lucas gasped for air, slowly his chest became heavy and the rest of his body became numb. “I’m so sorry, Son,” Samael whispered. Lucas’ body fell to the ground, kneeling. Samael placed his hand on top of his head and started to chant his ritual to cast away all the goodness in Lucas, condemning him back to hell.

" I asked. Dr. Zosak looked up from his tools and made unflinching eye contact with me. "You." My eyebrows furrowed. "Me?" Just as I said this, Cain entered the room. "He drank your blood," Dr. Zosak said. "All we have to do is put it back in you." I looked from Cain to the doctor, and back to Cain. "You're joking." Cain shook his head. "My body doesn't produce its own blood; it only filters the blood that I ingest."

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

I looked back to Luna and answered “Yes” “Okay, let’s start.” She stood up and gathered some things from her altar and looked at us while holding the things we needed. “Let’s begin,” She said with a smile. She asked me and Devon to sit on the floor while she is preparing her things for her spell. She gathers the things she needs like white candles, incense, crystals and a black book. She sat in front of me and asked me if I'm ready. I answered “Yes.” She explained to me that the spell that she will do is to open a portal or a door to the past. There’s a tendency that I will see and hear things again. That is why she told me to stay calm and don’t be scared. She also told me to tell everythin

I never answer unknown calls but in case it was Jayce I wanted to pick up. I clicked the answer button and quickly said hello. Nothing could have prepared me for hearing his voice. "Good Morning Alexa. How have you been these past two years?" As I heard his voice I immediately began feeling the anxiety from earlier return. I sank down further on the bed feeling the anxiousness in my stomach start to rise. All of a sudden I felt queasy and sick to my stomach. I prayed I didn't vomit but I could feel myself wanting to. My heart started to race and the vision of him standing over me flashed through my mind. I could see his ice cold blue eyes staring back at me and I shivered.

his serious response. "Then, have a seat. Let's discuss some things," she gestured her hand towards the sofa set in the living room. Hunter and I, sat down on the sofa. In our front is a small table, with some weird stuff under it. Salem closed the book she had been reading a while ago, and left it on the mini-round table. She then walked towards us but stopped midway. "I can smell the Goddess' gift," her eyes landed on both of us, and she gazed towards the others who are in the entrance door, then looked at us again, "Which one of you has it?"

Dina said. "And what does it say?" Harald asked. "An invitation..." His father took a sip of the ale he brought from Frulenberg, and wiped his mouth. " ...to unite the scattered keepers of the wind." "And where would that be?" Ivar asked. "Many years ago, I received a message from my brother in the region of Surmwale, that a large group of elite Alchemists were building a safe haven for all that possesses the power of nature. Its main purpose, however, is to create an army of Alchemists capable of resisting the oppression of the emperor.

When she came to her senses, she found that Salem had stopped struggling and was rolling his eyes. When she subconsciously loosened her grip, Salem immediately collapsed and fell onto the floor. He no longer moved, he was very, very dead. He had passed away. Sahara's mind went completely blank as she stared blankly at Salem's dead body. She actually choked Salem to death. When the effects of the stimulant had subsided, Sahara felt a chill running down her spine, only then did she realize that she had brought serious trouble upon herself.

As Naraja finished his first introduction with an awkward knead, he brought attention to the back of his neck towards the person, Nai, whom he was starting to have this strong peculiar feeling of; love, surge up inside of him again. Nai: “Ummmm.. sure, s~uure, so yeah my name is Nai and don’t get too anxious about that moment,..earlier it was actually quite cute he~he, but anyway we are your comrades: Saint Teresa Of Avila, John Of The Cross, and Anima….sh~eee actually has an interesting particular ability that I like to call if I remember correctly, h~mm, Maladaptive Day-Dreaming and oh ye~aah she’s also deaf/mute or something like that, but anyway then there’s Eli, but you have to always