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We reach the doors that lead to the back of the property, and I spot the professors and Headmaster standing in the damp grass, the moonlight and stars casting a spotlight down on each of them. Their terror filled faces cause tears to form in my eyes. They all stare out into the abyss of the night. At first, I struggle to see what they are looking at, but then I see it and I am almost knocked off my feet.
A group of students are walking slowly toward the treeline. Their faces are contorted and eyes are foggy. They are in some zombie-like state, as though they are possessed– or cursed.
“What are they doing?” I ask Ason.
“I have no idea, but it appears like they are in a trance,” he mutters.
“Everyone get back inside the academy at once,” the Headmaster shouts, but no one moves.
We are all in shock at what we are seeing. I recognize a few of the zombie students from my classes. They all appear to be first year students like myself. I can’t even fathom what is happening to them right now.
I go to open my mouth, but my vision begins to blur and I know that this isn’t a nightmare, but one of my Seer visions taking over.
Shadows and darkness consume me as I am placed in the cursed forest. The forest is alive with movement and sound-- every leaf rustled like footsteps in the night, every bird cry echoed like danger waiting around the next bend. And at the center of it all was a creature, towering above us all with its inhuman grace and otherworldly presence. It stared straight through me with eyes that seemed to glow with an inner fire, daring me to challenge it or look away in fear. But even as my heart hammered wildly in my chest, I refused to back down from the truth. Because what I saw wasn't just some hallucination or fever dream-- it was a glimpse into a world beyond our own, where magic and wonder still thrived despite our best efforts to suppress them.
This was the Dark Magic Witch. She was chanting a spell, her ink black hair flowing all around her pale face. The bottle with the potion inside hoovered in the air, floating over a deep swamp, but it didn’t budge. She was calling the students toward the forest.
“Come to me, children. Your youth and essence will give me the power I crave to build my strength. I need your essence to finish the spell and stop the ward. I will control this forest and the rest of the supernatural world,” she cackles, her shrieking voice sending chills down my spine.
I stand back, watching her in terror.
My body begins to shake and, suddenly, I no longer see the Forest of the Witch, but Ason’s panicked face staring at me.
“Farrah!” he shouts.
My vision disappears and I am back in the present moment.
“I saw it!” I cry out.
Ason’s hands are still on my shoulders, but he is no longer shaking me.
Worry laces his features and now, the Headmaster is heading toward us.
“What did you see?” Ason asks me.
“I saw the Dark Magic Witch. I saw the potion that we need to get to stop all of this. She wants the students to grow her own power. To give her strength,” I cry.
“Farrah, did you have a vision?” the Headmaster asks, as she approaches us.
I tell her what all I saw and her lips purse.
“We have to stop the students,” I state.
“Everyone, stop them from reaching the treeline,” the Headmaster shouts to the crowd.
In one frenzied move, everyone leaps into action, racing toward the students.
Ason gives me a pained look.
“Go, help them,” I tell him.
He is torn as I push his hands off of my shoulder. I’m weak right now, but I know that in a few minutes, I will have my strength back.
“I will come back and we will finish our conversation from later,” Ason says, before tearing away from me and leaping toward the others.
I watch him move in awe, but all I can think about is finishing that conversation and hopefully, the possible– maybe kiss we could have shared.
“Farrah!” I hear my name being called behind me, and when I turn, Candi crashes into me, pulling me for a hug.
