Harley
I was watching helplessly as John and his Coven worked their magic with my daughter in the middle of all of it. I felt helpless and hopeless knowing there is no stopping John now. We are too late. Then suddenly I felt myself being pulled away from the present and watched, like a third person, as my body drops to the floor. A darkness settles all around me before a light grey smoke appears in front of me. I step forward looking through it to see a small girl, maybe 7 or 8, sitting in a chair with a little boy across from her. I see pain etched across his face before it suddenly disappears and the little girls begins to cry. Then John appears from behind her, gripping the back of her neck harshly forcing her to look up at him, and I realize it's Morgan. I can see him scolding her bu
