Chapter 18. Find a Witch

Another wild scream escaped her lips. This time, it cracked open the ceiling.

Thick dark smoke oozed out from the ceiling and shrouded the entire room in darkness.

“What is going on?” Clinton yelled. This time, he could see the cracked ceiling and the dark smoke that had shrouded the room, casting the veil of darkness upon it.

Even in the darkness, he could still see but Mary couldn’t. He sprang up to his feet and grabbed her faster, fleeing the room with her.

She leans on the wall of the hallway, panting heavily to catch her breath. “What’s happening to me?” she barely said.

“I think I have an idea,” Clinton said. “Your powers are way too much and you have to master them or it will overwhelm you.”

“What are you talking about?” She gaped at him, feeling lost.

“Don’t worry. I know a witch who could help you master your powers.” Clinton assured. “I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

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THE OLD MANSION

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