I wake up to the sound of rapid footsteps on the hallway. They’re running up and down, accompanied by not so hushed voices. I rub the sleep from my eyes, climbing out of bed and wrapping myself in my sleeping robe.
Quickly checking my reflection and making my hair look at least half presentable, I head towards the door. As I turn the doorknob, the voices get louder. I peek outside, realizing that there are at least a dozen warrior witches on the hallway. They’re knocking on doors, checking rooms.
I step outside in confusion, trying to figure out what the hell is going on. I ask a warrior witch, who’s just passing by, but she simply ignores me. I raise my eyebrows at the attitude, deciding to find out for myself. It’s Sunday, what could they possibly be looking for?
“Hey, what’s going on
