ANNABELLE POV
After caging the last of the demon-possessed dead soldiers, I proceeded to look for Michael. It was a vast forest and looking for him would be as good as looking for a needle in a hay stack. Not to mention the fact that he may be dead in a bush somewhere or turned into one of those demon possessed zombies. On that thought, I decided to use my magic to trace him. It was a simple tracking spell from the witches that required blood and one of Michael’s belongings. In my case, I wouldn’t need any blood since I could do magic without sourcing it from anything, the only problem was getting one of Michael’s belongings.
I was just walking past the stream when I heard some muffled mumbles coming from behind a certain large tree. It sounded like an argument of some sort, one voice wa
