MIDWICK
I closed my eyes, and I was hit with the migraine, which usually preceded the images of the person.
I saw the sign of Elm Street, then a long trail in the woods, and the image of a cabin appeared before my eyes. I saw him inside pacing back and forth in front of a small fireplace.
I ended the spell, “I got you.”
I knew that the headache wouldn’t go away anytime soon, but I had to race there to catch him. I hurriedly left the room and ran outside the mansion. Once I got to the gates, a man stopped me.
“I’m sorry, ma’am, but we have orders that we can’t let you out.” He said sternly.
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