“Corynne, what have you done?” I asked, pretending to be Nathalie.
I stood in the doorway, looking at the woman I saw dying in the hospital. She was the same person I had seen in the marketplace, looking young and beautiful.
I just realized Nathalie had prepared this battle for me because Corynne could neither see me nor smell me. Not even the demons that lurked around the house as they could not see me inside Nathalie’s body. They move furtively in the dark, finding an entry point to get inside the house, yet I know the place was protected with strange symbols scratched into the walls. I recognized these marks carved to protect themselves from witches practicing black magic and demons in ancient times.
Still, I know Corynne won’t be able to step foot in the house. She had to fi
