The moment we landed in Tristan’s room, I saw he was lying in bed and Grace was next to him screaming and crying. Tristan was unconscious, and his whole body was shaking. There were beads of sweat all over his face and Grace was terrified.
“Go get Stella and Jordan!” I told Devyn, and he nodded and made his way to the door.
“Aunt Marcy, please help Tristy!” She cried.
“Grace, I need you to tell me what happened,” I said to her as calmly as I could as I grabbed Tristan's shaking body in my arms.
“There was a big man with black eyes and sharp teeth. He tried to grab me but Tristy stopped him. Then he blew powder in Tristy’s face and disappeared. Now he won’t wake up! And Mommy and Daddy can’t hear me!” she sobbed.
“Marcy, there seems to be some sort of barrier, I can’t get out!” Devyn s
