“Alright then,” Gwen nodded. “It’s not like we have a choice anyway. We might as well get it over with.”
The rest of the walk to Petal’s house passed in silence. Every step seemed to stretch the journey longer, until after what felt like an eternity, they finally stopped in front of her door.
Adam raised a hand and knocked.
Seconds later, the door swung open.
“Took you long enough,” Petal said, eyeing them with clear disapproval. “At least you’re here now. Come in. The witches have been waiting.”
The four exchanged uneasy glances before following her inside.
It wasn’t their first time at Petal’s house, but this time, everything felt different.
She led them into the living room.
The familiar space had been transformed.
Every curtain had been drawn shut, swallowing the room in darkn
