Trapped in a cocoon

Lucian didn't listen to Clarabelle, he went out of the room, looking for Rose.

Getting to the living room, the first set of people he met was Perry, jennifer and Lizzie, then did he meet the other witch he recognized well, Clarissa.

She was busy making reciting some spells on a floating red cocoon which was slowly turning in front of her.

She was seated, her mouth moving, and her eyes closed.

Even the three were staring at her in wonder, wondering what she was doing.

"Clarissa?" He called on her name.

Clarissa eyes opened, revealing her green-like crystal orbs, which she turned to look at the man who stood impatiently.

"Lucian?"

"Clarissa, where is Rose?"

"Um. Good evening to you too. It had been a while since we last saw each other."

"I really don't have time for all these. Where is my Rose?" He snapped at her, glaring angrily at her.

He was restless, he think he was going to loose it if anyone wasn't going to tell him about his Rose.

He felt a pull, controlled, he was pus