Michael POV
How I ended following Lisa Soper into the forest, I didn’t know. But I did know that meeting that ‘important person’ would be worth it. Lisa Soper seemed pretty serious about it.
We arrived at a certain small clearing encircled by dry twigs. Black crows nestled calmly on top of the twigs with their beady eyes ogling around. At the center, sat a woman in her mid-ages with her eyes closed. A purple light was revolving around her body at a fast speed like a tornado. It bewildered me that even though at the center it looked windy, it was actually really calm. Like the purple thing was just invisible.
The woman was dressed in blue house pajamas and black high-heeled pumps. Around her throat was a cheetah-patterned scarf. Her blue eyes peered out through a wild tangle of purple ha
