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Whatever she had seen had clearly frightened her. “What was that? What did you see?” Agatha gripped the pendant she wore round her neck before wiping the blood from her face. Closing her eyes she took a deep breath before mumbling something in a language I had never heard before. “You. You’re the one. Oh, dear sun goddess please forgive me” I remained silent as she quietly prayed, her eyes once again amethyst finding my own. “He has searched for years to find you. Only today did you come of age so no wonder he hadn’t been able to find you. You came here hoping to learn of a future where you would be happy, but what I’ve seen…” Agatha began mumbling only I wasn’t sure if she was talking to me

Reginald chuckled lowly, then lifted her off the cabinet and carried her towards the bed. "Okay then," Agatha said, feeling a bit disappointed as she stood outside. She turned to leave but heard a sound resembling something heavy falling onto the bed. Then, she heard faint male breaths. Perplexed, she leaned closer to listen but couldn't make out anything. Recalling Heloise's strange words just now, Agatha covered her mouth in shock. Could it be? She had never heard of Heloise having a boyfriend before. Even if she did, there was no need to keep it a secret from the members, right?

“But Agatha wants to talk to you. She figured out something important that we missed.” Of course, just when I wanted to hear Avery's voice a little longer, I got passed to Agatha. But I go along with it, knowing it’s crucial. “Sure, put her on.” “Hello, my fellow brother of nature,” Agatha’s voice greets me, soft but carrying an underlying weight. She sounds tired like she’s been thinking over this for a while. But I’ve come to know that that’s her voice. “Hi, my fellow sister of nature,” I reply, a little unsure of where this is going.

Not wanting to be pedantic, I gave them a moment to come up with the answer on their own. Fawna furrowed her brow, and Adara shook her head. I hoped that one day I might look down on that head from above, as she kneeled before me with my cock in her mouth . . . . Neither knew the answer, so I said, a bit uncertainly, although I was very certain: “Agatha Christie, wasn’t it?” “That’s it,” said Fawna. “At her home in Devon?” asked Adara. I nodded. “At Greenway. Strange name for a house with a poison garden. Greenway.”

I screamed. Footsteps started approaching us at a speed greater than that of a usual walk. "Eventually, you'll realize that you cannot escape your destiny," Agatha stated. Then she took out a pocket knife and unsheathed it. "What are you doing? Do you want to attack me with that?" I accused her again. On the contrary, Agatha smiled. "Break the seal. . ." She whispered. Then in a swift action, she slit her own throat. I gasped in shock.

But the other part, the louder, more dangerous part, whispered something else. He’s been through enough. Let me carry this one on my own. But I still wanted to talk to someone first. I found Agatha in the herb garden, pruning some herbs. She looked up when I approached, furrowing her brow slightly. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” she said. “Not quite,” I murmured. “But maybe something close.” I handed her the locket, then the paper. She read it silently, pursing her lips. “Do you think she meant it to be found?” I asked.

Something… darker. Swallowing hard, my hand shaking, I slid the answer button. “Hello?” I said, my voice barely a whisper, my heart pounding in my chest, a frantic drumbeat against the silence of the office. A voice, low, distorted, and utterly unfamiliar, answered on the other end of the line, sending a jolt of ice water through my veins. “Looking for answers, Agatha?” the voice rasped, a chilling whisper that seemed to slither directly into my soul. “You’re asking the wrong questions.”

Agatha's parents were renowned business figures across the country, and due to her remarkable intellect, she was also well-known and held a membership of her own. She wandered through the aisles to the section where supernatural books were kept, but to her disappointment, that area had been emptied. "Excuse me," Agatha called to one of the bookkeepers, recognizing Amanda, a woman in her 30s who frequently assisted her in locating books. Amanda turned and smiled warmly at Agatha. "Ah, the Jill of all trades," Amanda remarked as she approached Agatha in the aisle. "What are you seeking this time?" "Hello," Agatha responded. "Could you tell me where the books from the Dark section have been rel

Dylan's voice suddenly dropped and he began to plead with her. "S-stop!!— Please s-stop. My brain hasn't processed everything yet — give me some time" Agatha said and slowly stood up while holding her chest as her knees weakened. "I can't process it all at once — mababaliw ako" she whispered as her tears slowly trickled down.

She began, and they both looked at her eyebrows raised in fear and shock. "What do you mean?" "Danger is close, the black mist of pain is hovering over the both of you. I can see it clear as day, but not to worry, I'll do my utmost best to help you two. Now be quiet, let me speak the gods concerning you both. About the miscarriages, surely there must be a solution." Agatha said, smiling weakly at the sad couple. Without waiting to hear any response from them, she turned her back to them, and bowing her head she chanted some foreign words slowly, and then she went in a trance...