2.11 bởi the light of the moon

I lay on the cold stone floor in the old church. Katherine lay with the hàng đầu, đầu trang of her head opposite the hàng đầu, đầu trang of mine, so I couldn’t see her. I could see that Bonnie was trying to stay strong but I could see it in her eyes that she was just as scared as I was.
“Are you…comfortable?” she asked awkwardly. I nodded weakly and she rifled in her pocket. She pulled out the piece of paper that contained the spell and placed it down beside me. She hovered her hands over my tim, trái tim and began to chant. I couldn’t understand her words. Soon, I began to feel strange. My head began to ache thêm and more...