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by Kostura, Micheal


  Hector interrupts Damon by pulling him in close enough to feel his breath. “I don’t care what she does to me. She threatened to hurt all of my friends, so there’s no way that I can back down now. If I don’t believe in myself, then I won’t really be able to accomplish anything. Isn’t that right?” He pushes away and casually jumps back onto the couch.

  Damon sighs. A minute of silence passes before he speaks again. “What was in the book that you read? Don’t act like it’s nothing either. My mother knows about it, and the Council members were acting very frightened by it.”

  “Oh.” Hector says flatly. He knew what everyone was afraid of, but he honestly didn’t care. “It wasn’t important for anything that we’re going through right now.”

  “Hector just tell me!” Damon says pleadingly.

  Hector sighs and whips his head back and forth in frustration. He didn’t want to hear Damon complain anymore, and deep down he also didn’t want to be the only one of his friends who knew what was in the book. He unwillingly begins to recite the passage from Lydia’s book to the best of his memory.

  “They sent me a confirmation that they’ve been watching us. I don’t know exactly what they want, but they responded to the message that I left in the castle. The place seems like it was set up as some sort of beacon for them. Serena got one as well, and I think that we’re on the brink of something incredible. To think that we’ve been right the whole time- there really is a fifth kind.”

  Damon looks at Hector with wide eyes. “No way, you couldn’t mean that…”

  As soon as Damon trails off, a glowing white light suddenly begins shimmering in between the two of them. Hector tenses up, worried that he was about to get into another shouting match with the Void Queen.

  But instead, the light slowly fades away. And when it’s gone a single piece of silver paper rest on the couch. Damon and Hector look at each other in awe, and then Hector scrambles to pick up the piece of paper.

  “Don’t hog it, I want to see what it says too!” Damon barks.

  He sighs and scoots over close enough so that the two of them could read the mysterious note together. And the message that was on the page sent chills up Hector’s spine.

  DEAR MR. AVERN,

  WE’RE STILL WATCHING YOU

  ON THE EIGHTH OF MAY

  TWELVE GO INTO SERENA’S GAME

  HOWEVER

  ONLY SEVEN WILL SURVIVE

  CHOOSE WISELY

  -END-

 

 

 


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