“Welcome to your other half, Troy Sanders.”
I opened my eyes but instead of being on the cold hard ground, I was on a warm, soft bed. I looked up at the ceiling and knew without a doubt that I was at the school infirmary; guess I must have hit the ground harder than I thought.
I wanted to move but couldn’t. It was as though a heavy load pressed me firmly to the bed. Oh my God! I must be paralyzed, I screamed in my head; or even worse, dead. “Somebody help me!” I tried to shout but my voice came out as a whimper.
Vic rushed to my side; she must have been at my side all along but I couldn’t see her because I didn’t turn. “Calm down Troy, it’s just a relaxation spell,” she said with a lot of reassurance, but there was still worry etched on her face.
Francesca entered at that moment, cast
