*Alice*
Six months later.
It had been months since the last attack on the roadside, and let me tell you, Dennis has been overly protective. I've told him that I'm fine, that I can handle myself, but he just won't let me out of his sight.
With his help though, I've been trying to develop my powers since then, and it's been going smoothly. I can now casually move things with my mind, as long as I concentrate fully.
As for the dreams, I haven't had one in months, and I actually don't miss them. They were so terrifying.
I know you're wondering about the reapers and Arabella. Well, we haven't heard from them, along with my silly aunt and her twins. They vanished... just like that, into thin air.
Well, it's time to go on the field trip.
I put on a pair of baggy denim jeans and a lovely p
