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“Wolf blood witches? What’s that?” Seth asked, expressing his confusion.

Christine sat by a corner, crying her eyes out. “My baby’s gonna die.” She wailed.

“What?” Both Seth and Oliver said.

All through their conversation, not once did they consider the possibility of death but Christine was so sure that he’d die. There had to be something she wasn’t saying.

“I almost forgot… The premonition…” Christine fell to the ground.

“What’s wrong? What did you almost forget?” Oliver asked, helping her up from the ground while Seth carried Gordon to Dr. Bennett’s quarters. Seth brought him along in case of emergencies like this.

“This is not exactly a great way to celebrate our anniversary.” Christine said, with a weak smile.

“Come on, baby… Tell me.” Oliver said and kissed her forehead.

“Well, it’s like an occult group. They grant solution to every problem, my parents wanted a child so bad that they consulted them. I was born after, when I was six, they wanted me back for some big ritual.

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