Something witchy's going on...

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Deacon's POV Shooting up from his chair Deacon looked around the room frantically as if he was going to magically find Mina there. Shaking his head he slowly lowered himself back into his seat. Leaning his elbows on his desk he lowered his head into his hands letting out a loud sigh. "You dreamt it again didn't you?" Beatrix's voice made Deacon snap his head up to find her leaning on the door frame leading into his office. "Yeah," Sighing he leaned back in his chair. "It feels so real, but how could it be?" Looking up at the ceiling in defeat. Since Mina had been kidnapped weeks ago he had been hearing her voice and seeing her in his dreams. It was as if he was really with her, but how could that even be possible. This last dream left him perplexed. It was like watching a movie, h

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