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He held her tighter as he ran. It wasn’t long before they were outside Alex’s. Robert began to put her down, but Beth tightened her grip on his collar.

“I’m tired,” she told him.

Beth felt herself being carried inside the house. She was set down on the sofa. Beth rolled over, falling asleep again.

“Beth, I need you to stay awake for now. You can sleep soon, I promise,” Robert whispered to her, pushing her hair back.


Beth sat up and did her best to stay awake.

“What's going on?” Alex asked, coming into the room.

“There are no witches here, brother,” Robert said, as if continuing an earlier conversation.

“What do you mean?” Alex said.

“There were. But that was three hundred and nineteen years ago. In 1693, two hundred Salem witches were burnt at the stake. Imagine that much blood, spilt onto the ground. Magical blood. The power that would soak into the earth. It’s so strong here that we can feel it today.”

“But, what’s that got to do with what’s happening now?”

“Whatever it is, be it vampire or not, is certainly not human. It’s strong enough to use mind powers on me. Imagine what a creature like that can do if they tap into this energy. You and Catalin were the only things that stood in its way originally. Now I’m here; I didn’t leave like it told me to. I stayed. And now Marcos is here too. Oh, Christ, it’s going to kill us all.”

Everything was silent. There was no sound whatsoever. Beth was confused but didn’t want to look stupid.

“What about me?” she whispered.

Robert looked down at her. “That’s what I don’t understand.”

Robert ran his fingers through his black hair and sighed.

“Unless...” he murmured.

“Unless what?” Alex asked.

“No, that’s impossible. I just... I need to think.”

Everyone was silent while Robert stared out of the glass doors. Alex opened his mouth to speak but Robert just shushed him. Beth just stood up and went to stand beside Robert. She put her hand on his arm. He turned his eyes to her.

“We’ll figure it out,” she said softly. Robert nodded slowly as Beth drew back her hand.

Beth realised she was wearing her pyjamas, which was a striped black and white tank top and a pair of black shorts. The words ‘don’t tempt me’ ran through her head again.

After a lot of debating, nothing was decided on. Catalin had been upstairs the whole time but didn’t come down. It was about one o’clock in the morning when Beth started to fall asleep again.

“Beth? Let’s get you home,” Alex said, moving to pick her up.

“It’s okay, Robert can take me,” Beth muttered, her eyes closed.

Beth didn’t know what Alex’s reaction was but Robert was picking her up.

The End

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